 | [Poems by Cary in] The Poetical Works Of Alice and Phoebe Cary |  |
A DREAM.
I dreamed I had a plot of ground,
Once when I chanced asleep to drop,
And that a green hedge fenced it round,
Cloudy with roses at the top.
Once when I chanced asleep to drop,
And that a green hedge fenced it round,
Cloudy with roses at the top.
I saw a hundred mornings rise,—
So far a little dream may reach,—
And spring with summer in her eyes
Making the chiefest charm of each.
So far a little dream may reach,—
And spring with summer in her eyes
Making the chiefest charm of each.
A thousand vines were climbing o'er
The hedge, I thought, but as I tried
To pull them down, for evermore
The flowers dropt off the other side!
The hedge, I thought, but as I tried
To pull them down, for evermore
The flowers dropt off the other side!
Waking, I said, these things are signs
Sent to instruct us that 't is ours
Duly to keep and dress our vines,—
Waiting in patience for the flowers.
Sent to instruct us that 't is ours
Duly to keep and dress our vines,—
Waiting in patience for the flowers.
And when the angel feared of all
Across my hearth its shadow spread,
The rose that climbed my garden wall
Has bloomed the other side, I said.
Across my hearth its shadow spread,
The rose that climbed my garden wall
Has bloomed the other side, I said.
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