I MET one in the Land of Sleep Who seemed a friend long known and true. I woke. That friend I could not keep -- For him I never knew. Yet there was one in life's young morn Loved me, I thought, as I loved him. Slow from that trance I waked forlorn, To find his love grown dim. He by whose side in dreams I ranged, Unknown by name, my friend still seems; While he I knew so well has changed. So both were only dreams. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...EACH IN HIS OWN TONGUE by WILLIAM HERBERT CARRUTH WHEN THE GREAT GRAY SHIPS COME IN [AUGUST 20, 1898] by GUY WETMORE CARRYL A CLEAR NIGHT by KARLE WILSON BAKER AGNOSTIC TO MYSTIC by WILLIAM ROSE BENET NEW YEAR DAY - TO MRS. DUNLOP by ROBERT BURNS SEVEN WONDERS OF THE WORLD: 5. THE PHOTOGRAPH by CHRISTOPHER PEARSE CRANCH |