THE LAND OF DREAMS

"Awake, awake, my little boy! Thou wast thy mother's only joy; Why dost thou weep in thy gentle sleep? O wake! thy father does thee keep."

—"O what land is the Land of Dreams? What are its mountains, and what are its streams? O father! I saw my mother there Among the lilies by waters fair.

"Among the lambs, clothed in white, She walk'd with her Thomas in sweet delight: I wept for joy; like a dove I mourn:— O when shall I again return!"

—"Dear child! I also by pleasant streams Have wander'd all night in the Land of Dreams:— But, though calm and warm the waters wide, I could not get to the other side."

—"Father, O father! what do we here, In this land of unbelief and fear?— The Land of Dreams is better far, Above the light of the morning star."

—W. Blake