Song (Oh never another dream can be)

OH never another dream can be
Like that early dream of ours,
When the fairy Hope lay down to sleep,
Like a child, among the flowers.
But Hope has waken'd since, and wept,
Like a rainbow, itself away;
And the flowers have faded and fallen around-
We have none for a wreath to-day.
Now Wisdom wakes in the place of Hope,
And our hearts are like winter hours:
Ah! after-life has been little worth
That early dream of ours.