DREAMS
Be gentle, O hands of a child; Be true, like a shadowy sea, In the starry darkness of night Are your eyes to me. But words are shallow, and soon Dreams fade that the heart once knew; And youth fades out in the mind, In the dark eyes, too. What can a tired heart say. Which the wise of the world have made dumb? Save to the lonely dreams of a child — “Return again, come!” —Walter de la Mare.
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Sun (Auckland), Volume 1, Issue 13, 6 April 1927, Page 5
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80DREAMS Sun (Auckland), Volume 1, Issue 13, 6 April 1927, Page 5
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