Dream Tapestries
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HYACINTH
HYACINTH dreams in the arbour ...
Just a crumpled mass of gray ...
Soft ashen hair and colourless skin,
Small, delicate hands blue-veined and thin ...
Hyacinth dreams in the arbour
And who shall say
What Hyacinth dreams to-day?
Hyacinth dreams in the arbour
And the stealthy pussy-cat creeps
To her silken lap in the soft green gloom.
Room for the pussy-cat, Hyacinth ... room!
Hyacinth dreams, in the arbour,
Of Life ... that steals and leaps
Like a panther out of the shadows ...
Hyacinth sleeps.
Hyacinth! Hyacinth! Open your eyes!
Your blue blue eyes like the Grecian seas!
Or Life will spring on your silken knees
And waken you with a wild surprise
Where you dream ... just a crumpled mass of gray.
Hyacinth dreams in the arbour.
Ah who shall say
What Hyacinth dreams to-day?