Creations, Part 4

'Mid Summer Nights' Dreams

On moonlit night, 'neath princess' glare,

I chanced to cross a cottage fair;

And drunk with wishes from the day,

Methought I saw a woman there

Who gathered blossoms as in May.

A summer's breeze so softly blew.

I wondered why a woman, who

As fair as she, in pale moonlight

Such blooms there gathered all anew

In woven crib with such delight.

Intent to ask, I chimed hello

To rouse the woman from the glow

Of wild yellow petals, and on me there

Cast eyes and thought that I may know

Why she thus plucked without a care.

But as I hailed the woman there,

She disappeared, to my dismay!

And I was left, on moonlit night,

To chance across a cottage fair

And drown in wishes of the day.