The Day-Dream

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Alfred Lord Tennyson - Non-Music, Lyric Poem (Literature)

The Day-Dream

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O, Lady Flora, let me speak: A pleasant hour has past away While, dreaming on your damask cheek, The dewy sister-eyelids lay. As by the lattice you reclined, I went thro' many wayward moods To see you dreaming ­ and, behind, A summer crisp with shining woods. And I too dream'd, until at last Across my fancy, brooding warm, The reflex of a legend past, And loosely settled into form. And would you have the thought I had, And see the vision that I saw, Then take the broidery-frame, and add A crimson to the quaint Macaw, And I will tell it. Turn your face, Nor look with that too-earnest eye ­ The rhymes are dazzled from their place, And order'd words asunder fly.

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  • Alfred, Lord Tennyson