Browse Poems, starts with "T" in Dreams
The Dream Called Life
A dream it was in which I found myself.
And you that hail me now, then hailed me king,
In a brave palace that was all my own,
Within, and all without it, mine; until,
And you that hail me now, then hailed me king,
In a brave palace that was all my own,
Within, and all without it, mine; until,
The Land Of Dreams
Awake, awake my little Boy!
Thou wast thy Mother's only joy:
Why dost thou weep in thy gentle sleep?
Awake! thy Father does thee keep.
Thou wast thy Mother's only joy:
Why dost thou weep in thy gentle sleep?
Awake! thy Father does thee keep.
To change in dreams
I dream about being a king
I dream about being a fly
To be the owner of the world
To be the small elusive spy
I dream about being a fly
To be the owner of the world
To be the small elusive spy

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