As I lay upon the grass,
Bathing in the sun,
I close my eyes and dream of things,
That no one yet has done.
I climb the highest mountains,
Look down upon the world,
All the lakes and glens,
Through clouds that writhe and curl.
I'll dive the deepest ocean,
And swim the sea so long,
Only coming up when,
I've heard the mermaids' song.
I'll tame the fiercest lions,
And teach the dogs to sing,
Then watch the clouds of butterflies,
Blocking sun with wing.
And when at last I travel back,
To where I started from,
I'll wake to the old pond-ducks loud quack,
And the honey-bee's soft hum.
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