Daffodil Dawn
Reading edition
While I slept, and dreamed of you, Morning, like a princess, came, All in robe of palest blue: Stooped and gathered in that hour From the east a golden flower, Great and shining flower of flame . . . Then she hastened on her way Singing over plain and hill— While I slept and dreamed of you Dreams that never can come true . . Morning at the gates of Day, Gathered Dawn, the daffodil!