The Venetian Bracelet, The Lost Pleiad, A History of the Lyre, and Other Poems/Song 1

by Letitia Elizabeth Landon

For works with similar titles, see Song (Letitia Elizabeth Landon).

SONG.

Oh never another dream can be
    Like that early dream of ours,
When the fairy Hope lay down to sleep,
    Like a child, among the flowers.

But Hope has waken'd since, and wept,
    Like a rainbow, itself away;
And the flowers have faded, and fallen around—
    We have none for a wreath to-day.

Now Wisdom wakes in the place of Hope,
    And our hearts are like winter hours:
Ah! after-life has been little worth
    That early dream of ours.