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Like gold fruit are hanging,
'Mid green boughs of my dreaming,
Far above the earth.
'Mid green boughs of my dreaming,
Far above the earth.
Hope and bird-eyed fancy
Midway chirp and sing;
A rainbowed mist of music—
A hum of cherubs' dreaming—
The sound of blossoming,
Midway chirp and sing;
A rainbowed mist of music—
A hum of cherubs' dreaming—
The sound of blossoming,
Peace, a deeper peace—
Joy, a fuller tide,
Like swans on glassy waves
Come gliding down my dreaming,
Gently side by side.
Joy, a fuller tide,
Like swans on glassy waves
Come gliding down my dreaming,
Gently side by side.
Say you, little wren,
That our life of mirth
Distances a king's,
As the sky in azure dreaming
Distances the earth?
That our life of mirth
Distances a king's,
As the sky in azure dreaming
Distances the earth?
