Eleanor Farjeon (Элинор Фарджон)

Dream-Ships

I set my dream-ships floating
Upon the tides of sleep.
Beneath whose moving waters
Unfathomed currents creep;

And one was made of roses
With flowering mast and spars,
And one was made of music,
And one was made of stars:

One was all joy and sorrow
Made from my own heart-strings,
And one was like a cradle
With sails like angels' wings.

O little ships that wander
All lonely on the deep,
And only come to haven
Upon the tides of sleep.

1. Three Miles to Penn
2. Two Choruses from “Merlin in Broceliande”
3. Sonnets. 12. I hear love answer: Since within the mesh
4. Sonnets. 14. Now I have love again and life again
5. “Colin Clout, Come Home again!”

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