Dreams

I.

Day-dreams and play-dreams! From the rosy morn
Till the ashy eventide and the stars new-born,
Ever bringing life and heart aweary with their load
Promises of hope and cheer while tramping down the road.

II.

Night dreams and bright dreams! In the house of sleep
With their happy faces full and their gazes deep,
World on world so beautiful there they brightly bring,
Till the heart is happy in the songs they sing.

III.

Day-dreams and Night-dreams,--all the dreams you will,--
Beckon up the rocky slope and summon o'er the hill,--
Summon us to do and dare all the deeds of yore
Till the battle ceases, and we strive no more!