Golden dream of summer morn, <br />By a well-remembered stream <br />In the land where I was born, <br />Golden dream! <br /> <br />Ripples, by the glancing beam <br />Lightly kissed in playful scorn, <br />Meadows moist with sunlit steam. <br /> <br />When I lift my eyelids worn <br />Like a fair mirage you seem, <br />In the winter dawn forlorn, <br />Golden dream!<br /><br />Robert Fuller Murray<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/golden-dream/
