John Bannister Tabb
Come True - Poem by John Bannister Tabb
'Good morrow!' breathed the Blossom.
'Good morrow!' flushed the Dawn.
'Where were you, dear, before the light?
For I was dreaming all the night
That we should meet anon,
To drink a dewdrop here to-day,
And then together pass away.'
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