The little dreams
Language: English 
Once through the vale of slumber
  That peaceful twilight brings,
I saw the dreams of all the world
  Flit by on eager wings;
And some of them were golden,
  And some were black as night,
But the dreams of little children
  Were as the lilies white.

And when the birds' glad voices
  Arose at dawn of day,
The dreams of all the world returned
  Upon their homeward way;
I know not whence they vanished,
  Those ghosts of joy and pain,
But the dreams of little children
  Went back to heav'n again.

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Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)


Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]

Text added to the website: 2010-04-17 00:00:00
Last modified: 2014-06-16 10:02:40
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