TWO VISIONS OF FAIRYLAND.
One with her blue, faint eyes could dream too much;
One, rosily sun-stained, wanted things to touch.
One, rosily sun-stained, wanted things to touch.
She met him on the stair with half a blush:
"How late you sleep!" he said. She whispered "Hush;
"How late you sleep!" he said. She whispered "Hush;
"I read that painted book last night, and so
I dreamed about Prince Charming"———"Did you, though?
I dreamed about Prince Charming"———"Did you, though?
"Why, I was wide awake in time to see
All Fairyland! I wish you'd been with me."
All Fairyland! I wish you'd been with me."
"What was it like?" Oh, it was green and still,
With rocks and wild red roses and a hill,
With rocks and wild red roses and a hill,
"And some shy birds that sang far up the air—
And such a river, all in mist, was there."
And such a river, all in mist, was there."
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