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Taranaki Daily News, Volume L, Issue 61, 16 November 1907, Page 4

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l DREAMS. If there were dreams to soli, 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 toll, And the crier rung the bell, What would you buy? A cottage lone and still, With bowers nigh, Shadowy, my woes to still, Until I die. Such pearl from Life's fresh crown Fain would I shako me down. Were dreams to have at will, This would best heal my ill, This would I buy. But tliero were dreams to sell, 111 didst thou buy; Life is a dream, they tell, Waking, to die. Dreaming a dream to prize, Is wishing ghosts to rise; And, if I had the spell To catch the buried well, Which one would I ? If there arc ghosts to raise, What shall I call Out of hell's murky haze, Heaven's blue pall? Raise my loved boy

is To lead mo to his joy—i- There are ghosts to raise; 11 Out of death lead no ways. Vain is the call. e Know'st thou not ghosts to sue? ;- No love thou hast. Else lie, as I will do, And breathe thy last. So out of Life's fresh crown 3 Fall like a rose-leaf down. Thus are the ghosts to woo; , Thus are all dreams made true, [ Ever to last!