Poems (Bell)/A Dream
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A DREAM.
I dreamed of a beautiful mansion,
Halls pavéd with marble so cold!
Rare statues and tapestries, pictures
And books bound in vellum and gold!
Halls pavéd with marble so cold!
Rare statues and tapestries, pictures
And books bound in vellum and gold!
Outside, there were beautiful gardens
Filled with plants so lovely and rare,
Their exotic perfume all filling
With fragrance, the rooms and the air.
Filled with plants so lovely and rare,
Their exotic perfume all filling
With fragrance, the rooms and the air.
On a couch in a corner reclining
(In a room, the hangings light blue),
As I gazed I saw there, my lover,
My darling so fond and so true!
(In a room, the hangings light blue),
As I gazed I saw there, my lover,
My darling so fond and so true!
But so different—the look on his face!
And he looked so white and so cold
That a feeling of horror stole o'er me,
And of sorrow and doubt all untold.
And he looked so white and so cold
That a feeling of horror stole o'er me,
And of sorrow and doubt all untold.
I awoke! but the memory lingers
Of the clasp of a cold, white hand,
The beauty and perfume of flowers,
And a doubt I cannot understand.
Of the clasp of a cold, white hand,
The beauty and perfume of flowers,
And a doubt I cannot understand.
And I fear that some ill has befallen
Him in that far-away land,
And that that is the cause of my fears
And of the doubt, I cannot understand.
Him in that far-away land,
And that that is the cause of my fears
And of the doubt, I cannot understand.