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Show CUilOL Out of tho nirht I will cafl a scene. Front a roe 1 will eaU you. my unknown queen. To float by my side In dlaphanojo aheen In dreama dreamsdreams. . Out of the miat 1 will ran a lake. . Burnished and placid for your dear sake. Ia the - slumbering reeda I wis muaie awake In dreams dreama dreama. Out of aome pool that the great forna hide I will beckon a vessel and awana to glide Whither I wilt with my beautiful bride In dreama -dreams -.dreama. Out of the foam J will lilies call: Jewels for the of tho stars that fall . Te set in your throne in noma dim, old hall in dreama dreama dreama. From a wooded demesne I will Incense bring, From the winds of a moat soft tongues to sing And from 'battled tewera sweet balls' to ring In dream dreams dreams. . i New York Time. |