What thou hath thine eyes seen,
To weep in a solemn sleep,
Hath thou dreamt,
A vicious dream,?
Or loved a forbidden king?

Where was thou?
Were these clouds,
Of raven?
Or blue sea?

Sense have you
A fear of the unclean?
Your not of royal line,
But a peasant just like me

Don’t hinder into the deep,
Follow the light you see,
Awake from your trance of intolreance,
And make the day all more sweet.

You’ve dreamt a dream,
All so it is,
Nothing less,
Nothing more,
Though maybe a stolen kiss?




 
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