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DREAM - PEDLARY IF there were dreams to sell , What would you buy ? Some
cost a passing bell ; Some a light sigh , That shakes from Life ' s fresh crown Only
a rose - leaf down . If there were dreams to sell , Merry and sad to tell , And the ...
DREAM - PEDLARY IF there were dreams to sell , What would you buy ? Some
cost a passing bell ; Some a light sigh , That shakes from Life ' s fresh crown Only
a rose - leaf down . If there were dreams to sell , Merry and sad to tell , And the ...
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John Drinkwater. THE POET ' S DREAM On a poet ' s lips I slept Dreaming like a
love - adept In the sound his breathing kept ; Nor seeks nor finds he mortal
blisses , But feeds on the aerial kisses Of shapes that haunt thought ' s
wildernesses .
John Drinkwater. THE POET ' S DREAM On a poet ' s lips I slept Dreaming like a
love - adept In the sound his breathing kept ; Nor seeks nor finds he mortal
blisses , But feeds on the aerial kisses Of shapes that haunt thought ' s
wildernesses .
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She took me to her elfin grot , And there she wept , and sigh d full sore , And there
I shut her wild wild eyes With kisses four . * And there she lulled me asleep , And
there I dream ' d — Ah ! woe betide ! The latest dream I ever dreamt On the ...
She took me to her elfin grot , And there she wept , and sigh d full sore , And there
I shut her wild wild eyes With kisses four . * And there she lulled me asleep , And
there I dream ' d — Ah ! woe betide ! The latest dream I ever dreamt On the ...
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