In The Land Of Dreams Poem by Mary Hannay Foott

In The Land Of Dreams

Rating: 3.8


A bridle-path in the tangled mallee,
With blossoms unnamed and unknown bespread,
And two who ride through its leafy alley,
But never the sound of a horse's tread.

And one by one whilst the foremost rider
Puts back the boughs which have grown apace,
And side by side where the track is wider,
Together they come to the olden place.

To the leaf-dyed pool whence the mallards flattered,
Or ever the horses had paused to drink;
Where the word was said and the vow was uttered
That brighten for ever its weedy brink.

And Memory closes her sad recital,
In Fate's cold eyes there are kindly gleams,
While for one brief moment of blest requital,
The parted have met, in the Land of Dreams.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Aniruddha Pathak 11 September 2019

Where all the parted have met... in the land of dreams. Ah what a lovely poem.

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Uche Nwanze 11 September 2019

'And memory closes her recital, Fate's cold eyes there are kindly gleams' Fascinating and insightful piece.

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John Agandin 11 September 2019

A very touching verse! I thoroughly enjoyed it.

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Dominic Windram 11 September 2019

Wonderful, imaginative poem...abounding with magical words and imagery!

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Edward Kofi Louis 11 September 2019

Her sad recital! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Khairul Ahsan 11 September 2020

I have rated this beautiful poem 10/10.

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Khairul Ahsan 11 September 2020

So nice and so soothing a poem! Loved the rhymes and the rhythms. Glad to see the poem selected as the 'Classic Poem of the Day'. Posthumous congratulations to the poet!

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Kumarmani Mahakul 11 September 2020

In the land of dreams....a beautiful poem is well executed. It is one of the brilliant poem of Mary Hannah Footy.

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Sylvia Frances Chan 11 September 2020

An excellent Classic poem, a plaesure to read and a sensation to declamate this Land Of Dreams. CONGRATULATIONS to the family of the late great poetess. ToMyPoemsList.

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Mahtab Bangalee 11 September 2020

And Memory closes her sad recital, In Fate's cold eyes there are kindly gleams, While for one brief moment of blest requital, The parted have met, in the Land of Dreams.....dream there lovingly entangles everything where love adorns the life like the rising sun of the enlightened universe

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