Poems (Young)/A Dream-Garden

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A DREAM-GARDEN.
Will you come one day to see me
 In my House of Dream?
I'll light the way before you
 With a rainbow gleam.

You'll see the cloud-walled garden
 Where my lilies grow,
And count the sunflowers swaying
 In a golden row.

The south wind blows the rose leaves
 Before the sun,
In a cloud of crimson sweetness
 When day is done.

And the stars come out a-flutter
 Like moths white-winged
Among my apple branches
 All flame be-ringed.

Flame-fair the apples shimmer
 And change and glow,
And nowhere but in cloud-land
 Such apples grow.

O come and see my garden
 And my House of Dream,
I'll light the way before you
 With a rainbow-gleam.

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