DREAM GARDENS
I shall dream gardens wherever I sleep!
If Chance make my bed in the open sea
I shall dream gardens, wherever I be
On the shifting sands where the samphires creep.
If Chance make my bed in the open sea
I shall dream gardens, wherever I be
On the shifting sands where the samphires creep.
In the wash of waters by cape and rock
Or an islet fringed with a coral reef
I shall find a pleasance of bloom and leaf,
A wild red rose and a milk-white stock.
Or an islet fringed with a coral reef
I shall find a pleasance of bloom and leaf,
A wild red rose and a milk-white stock.
Violets, like those you used to bring,
Lilies, pale gold for a golden bee—
I shall plan a hive 'neath the tumbling sea
For brown striped body and gauzy wing.
Lilies, pale gold for a golden bee—
I shall plan a hive 'neath the tumbling sea
For brown striped body and gauzy wing.
For I must have bees in my mignonette.
When I find wide beds of it in the blue,
With dusty helmets where sun soaks through,
The flowers you tended will not forget!
When I find wide beds of it in the blue,
With dusty helmets where sun soaks through,
The flowers you tended will not forget!
I shall grow dream gardens wherever I sleep.
Though they shape my couch of a cold grey stone
And carve a cross where I lie alone,
There will be a chink where the grasses peep.
Though they shape my couch of a cold grey stone
And carve a cross where I lie alone,
There will be a chink where the grasses peep.
