THE DREAM STAR
Whisper, O wings of the wind ! Sing me your song,
O sea!
Grey is the weary world, and grey is the heart of
me!
O sea!
Grey is the weary world, and grey is the heart of
me!
Into my shadowy heart pierce like the star of old,
Pearl of the tender dawn, kissed by the trembling
gold!
Pearl of the tender dawn, kissed by the trembling
gold!
Sing me the hope made sure, sing me the heart made
strong!
Give me the battle-fire, give me the bugle-song!
strong!
Give me the battle-fire, give me the bugle-song!
Onward ever and on, O swift, green bird of the sun;
Ever a vaster goal for the goal that thy wings have
won.
Ever a vaster goal for the goal that thy wings have
won.
Keen with a tireless beat is the rush of thy wings
that soar;
But keener, swifter than thee is the vision that flies
before.
that soar;
But keener, swifter than thee is the vision that flies
before.
