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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=509934" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Girl’s Day Dream And Its Fulfilment</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=509934" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">“Child of my love, why wearest thou<br>That pensive look and thoughtful brow?<br>Can’st gaze abroad on this world so fair<br>And yet thy glance be fraught with care?<br>Roses still bloom in glowing dyes,<br>Sunshine still fills our summer skies,<br>Earth is still lovely, nature glad—<br>Why dost thou look so lone and sad?” </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=509934" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">“Ah! mother it once sufficed thy child<br>To cherish a bird or flow’ret wild;<br>To see the moonbeams the waters kiss,<br>Was enough to fill her heart with bliss;<br>Or o’er the bright woodland stream to bow,<br>But these things may not suffice her now.” </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=509934" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">“Perhaps ’tis music thou seekest, child?<br>Then list the notes of the song birds wild,<br>The gentle voice of the mountain breeze,<br>Whispering among the dark pine trees,<br>The surge sublime of the sounding main,<br>Or thy own loved lute’s soft silvery strain.” </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=509934" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">“Mother, there’s music sweeter I know<br>Than bird’s soft note or than ocean’s flow,<br>Vague to me yet as sounds of a dream,<br>Yet dearer, brighter than sunshine’s gleam;<br>Such is the music I fain would hear,<br>All other sounds but tire mine ear!” </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=509934" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">“Ah! thou seekest then a loving heart,<br>That in all thy griefs will bear a part,<br>That shelter will give in doubt and fear,<br>Come to me, loved one, thou’lt find it here!” </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=509934" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">“Sweet mother, I almost fear to speak,<br>And remorseful blushes dye my cheek,<br>For though thou’st watched me from childhood’s hour,<br>As thou would’st have done a precious flower,<br>Though I love thee still as I did of yore,<br>Yet this weak heart seeketh something more: </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=509934" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">A bliss as yet to my life unknown,<br>A heart whose throbs will be all mine own,<br>The tender tones of a cherished voice,<br>Of him who shall be my heart’s first choice;<br>And who at my feet alone shall bow,<br>This, this is the dream that haunts me now.” </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=509934" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">“Alas, poor child, has it come to this?<br>Then bid farewell to thy childhood’s bliss,<br>To thy girlhood’s bright unfettered hours,<br>Thy sunny revels ’mid birds and flowers;<br>Of the golden zone yield up each strand<br>To cling to a hope, unstable as sand,<br>And forget the joys thy youth hath wove<br>In the stormy doubts of human love,<br>The feverish hopes and wearing pain<br>That form the links of Love’s bright chain!” <br>Alas! the mother spoke in vain! </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=509934" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The girl’s dream was soon fulfilled,<br>Her hopes by no dark cloud were chilled;<br>A lover ardent, noble too,<br>With flashing eyes of jetty hue,<br>With voice like music, sweet and soft,<br>Such as her dreams had pictured oft,<br>Now at her feet, a suppliant bowed,<br>And love eternal, changeless vowed. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=509934" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Listening, then, with glowing cheek,<br>And rapture which no words might speak,<br>She thought, with bright and joyous smile,<br>They erred who thus could love revile,<br>Or say it had many a dark alloy,—<br>Had it not proved a dream of joy? </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=509934" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">But, alas for her! she learned too soon<br>That love is fleeting as rose of June,<br>That her eyes might shine with olden light,<br>And yet be found no longer bright;<br>That she might devoted, faithful prove,<br>Yet her lover grow weary of her love.<br>Many an hour of silent tears,<br>Of heart-sick doubts, of humbling fears,<br>Of angry regrets, were hers, before<br>Her heart would say, “He loves no more.” </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=509934" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Weary of life and its thorny ways,<br>She sought the friend of her early days:<br>“Mother, I bring thee a breaking heart,<br>In sorrows deep it hath borne a part;<br>Speak to me tenderly as of yore,<br>Let thy kiss rest on my brow once more;<br>To the joys of my girlhood back I flee,<br>To live alone for them and for thee!”</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Rosanna+Eleanor+Leprohon">Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon</a></strong></div>