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IN TUSCANY: DREAM-LAND, by                
First Line: Once in a dream
Last Line: Once in a dream.
Subject(s): Dreams; Nightmares

ONCE in a dream,
Between tall trees that had such golden flowers
As only blossom there;
Beside a stream whose voice was as sweet showers,
And birds that sing between the twilight hours,
I saw a maid who was most wond'rous fair,
Once in a dream.

Upon her face
Was something of a never-fading Spring
And youth that will not die.
Her voice was as a thought of birds that sing
Close to the stars, and on her everything
Was white and pure, like clouds upon the sky
Or stainless snows.

And in my dream,
As lost Love's eyes, her eyes seemed even so ...
"I am a wraith," she said,
"Of thy lost dreams and faith—thy Long Ago." ...

To-day, awake in my dark world, I know
It was my Youth I saw—my Youth long dead,
Once in a dream.

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