Артур Конан Дойль (Arthur Conan Doyle)

A Student's Dream

The Student he lay on his narrow bed
he dreamt not of the morrow
confused thoughts they filled his head
and he dreamt of his home with sorrow


The Student he lay on his narrow bed
all round dark was the night
the stars they twinkled above his head
and the moon it shone quite bright


He thought of the birch's stinging stroke
and he thought with fear on the morrow
he wriggled and tumbled and nearly awoke
and again he sighed with sorrow.

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