The Venetian bracelet the lost Pleiad, a history of the lyre, and other poems. By L. E. L. [i.e. Landon] |
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[Oh never another dream can be]
Oh never another dream can be
Like that early dream of ours,
When the fairy Hope lay down to sleep,
Like a child, among the flowers.
Like that early dream of ours,
When the fairy Hope lay down to sleep,
Like a child, among the flowers.
But Hope has waken'd since, and wept,
Like a rainbow, itself away;
And the flowers have faded, and fallen around—
We have none for a wreath to-day.
Like a rainbow, itself away;
And the flowers have faded, and fallen around—
We have none for a wreath to-day.
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Now Wisdom wakes in the place of Hope,
And our hearts are like winter hours:
Ah! after-life has been little worth
That early dream of ours.
And our hearts are like winter hours:
Ah! after-life has been little worth
That early dream of ours.
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