. Dreams and realities . eamscome true,My hearts best love I may offer you,For I shall have wealth at my command,And ships at sea, and fertile land,And pile upon pile of golden store,And jewels—a kingdoms worth and , best of all, I shall have you,When the sweetest dream of my life comes true. When my dreams come true, when my dreams come true,What is there then that I cannot do ?For I shall have a wondrous fame,And the world shall pause when it breathes my shall count my friends by the hundred score.(With the fortune-favored, tis always so);But best of all, it will bring me you,
. Dreams and realities . eamscome true,My hearts best love I may offer you,For I shall have wealth at my command,And ships at sea, and fertile land,And pile upon pile of golden store,And jewels—a kingdoms worth and , best of all, I shall have you,When the sweetest dream of my life comes true. When my dreams come true, when my dreams come true,What is there then that I cannot do ?For I shall have a wondrous fame,And the world shall pause when it breathes my shall count my friends by the hundred score.(With the fortune-favored, tis always so);But best of all, it will bring me you,When my dreams come true, when my dreams come true. When my dreams come true, when my dreams come true,My sweetest dream Ill tell to you,4 50 DREAMS AND REALITIES. It is that, without the worlds vain charms,You will drift some day to my waiting arms,And I shall be loved for myself alone,Though riches and fame are both these or without them, that I may have youIs the sweetest dream that could eer come IF WE KNEW. IF we knew at the beginningAll the woes we have to bear;If we knew for years before them All our heartaches and our care—Would not many of us falter? Would we not shed bitter tearsIf we could read on before usAll the story of the years ? Would not many bruised feet stumble, As we press lifes thorny way,With no sweet hope to sustain us, Of a coming, brighter day ?Could we struggle on with courage If we knew what storms await ?Would we not give up the journey Ere we pass lifes morning gate ? So I think it is the wisdom Of the Fathers tender love,That has made the mystic future All unknown and yet to tis best that we accept it As our Fathers loving plan;Leaving to him all the future, Live, to-day, the best we can. FOREVER AND A DAT. SAID I, Priscilla, darling, how long will yoube true?Can you love a sailor laddie far away upon the blue?The sky was fair above us, and across the sapphire seaThe sunset threw a path of gold. Near by a lazy bee,
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