. Dreams and realities . AFTER. APTEE the years have told their tale of sorrow,Sorrow or joy, as thy lot may be,In the sweet hush of twilight some glad to-morrow I think that you will wander back to me—Will wander back across the hills and river, Through all the gloom that lies twixt me andthee—Will wander back to dwell with me forever,My darling as of old once more to be. I had a dream—a dream that was so tender That in the dark it left a path of came to me—ah, joy to remember!— And said: Be patient, dear, all will come so I wait and hope, though years are speeding And sha
. Dreams and realities . AFTER. APTEE the years have told their tale of sorrow,Sorrow or joy, as thy lot may be,In the sweet hush of twilight some glad to-morrow I think that you will wander back to me—Will wander back across the hills and river, Through all the gloom that lies twixt me andthee—Will wander back to dwell with me forever,My darling as of old once more to be. I had a dream—a dream that was so tender That in the dark it left a path of came to me—ah, joy to remember!— And said: Be patient, dear, all will come so I wait and hope, though years are speeding And shadows stretch unbroken down my way,That Fate cannot withstand alway my pleading, And I shall have you back again some day. JUN 21 1909.
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