The Man with the Hoe, and Other Poems (Markham, Pyle, 1900)/Fay Song
My life is a dream—a dream
In the moon's cool beam;
Some day I shall wake and desire
A touch of the infinite fire.
But now 'tis enough that I be
In the light of the sea;
Enough that I climb with the cloud
When the winds of the morning are loud;
Enough that I fade with the stars
When the door of the East unbars.