Poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

A Dream (That was a curious dream; I thought the three)

That was a curious dream; I thought the three
   Great planets that are drawing near the sun
   With such unerring certainty begun
To talk together in a mighty glee.
They spoke of vast convulsions which would be
   Throughout the solar system-the rare fun
   Of watching haughty stars drop, one by one,
And vanish in a seething vapour sea.

I thought I heard them comment on the earth-
   That small dark object-doomed beyond a doubt.
   They wondered if live creatures moved about
Its tiny surface, deeming it of worth.
   And then they laughed-’twas such a singing shout
That I awoke and joined too in their mirth.

1. The Birth of the Orchid
2. The Call (All wantonly in hours of joy)
3. Be Not Attached
4. Behold the Earth
5. The Black Charger

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