PARADISE IN A DREAM – full set of four

by Emily Green

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Let Me Go
When I come to the end of the road 
And the sun has set for me
I want no rites in a gloom filled room 
Why cry for a soul set free?
Miss me a little, but not for long
And not with your head bowed low 
Remember the love that once we shared 
Miss me, but let me go.
For this is a journey we all must take 
And each must go alone.
It’s all part of the master plan
A step on the road to home.
When you are lonely and sick at heart 
Go the friends we know.
Laugh at all the things we used to do 
Miss me, but let me go. 

When I Am Dead, My Dearest

When I am dead my dearest 
Sing no sad songs for me 
Plant thou no roses at my head 
Nor shady cypress tree
Be the green grass above me 
With showers and dewdrops wet 
And if thou wilt remember
And if thou wilt, forget.
I shall not see the shadows,
I shall not fear the rain;
I shall not hear the nightingale 
Sing on as if in pain;
And dreaming through the twilight 
That doth not rise nor set,
Haply I may remember,
And haply may forget.
Come to me in the silence of the night;
Come in the speaking silence of a dream;
Come with soft rounded cheeks and eyes as bright
As sunlight on a stream;
Come back in tears,
O memory, hope, love of finished years.
O dream how sweet, too sweet, too bitter sweet, 
Whose wakening should have been in Paradise, 
Where souls brimfull of love abide and meet; 
Where thirsting longing eyes
Watch the slow door
That opening, letting in, lets out no more.
Yet come to me in dreams, that I may live 
My very life again though cold in death: 
Come back to me in dreams, that I may give 
Pulse for pulse, breath for breath:
Speak low, lean low
As long ago, my love, how long ago.
Paradise in a Dream
Once in a dream I saw the flowers 
That bud and bloom in Paradise; 
More fair they are than waking eyes 
Have seen in all this world of ours. 
And faint the perfume-bearing rose, 
And faint the lily on its stem,
And faint the perfect violet 
Compared with them.
I heard the songs of Paradise: 
Each bird sat singing in his place; 
A tender song so full of grace
It soared like incense to the skies. 
Each bird sat singing to his mate 
Soft cooing notes among the trees:
The nightingale herself were cold 
To such as these.
I saw the fourfold River flow,
And deep it was, with golden sand;
It flowed between a mossy land
With murmured music grave and low. 
It hath refreshment for all thirst,
For fainting spirits strength and rest: 
Earth holds not such a draught as this 
From east to west.
The Tree of Life stood budding there, 
Abundant with its twelvefold fruits; 
Eternal sap sustains its roots,
Its shadowing branches fill the air. 
Its leaves are healing for the world, 
Its fruit the hungry world can feed, 
Sweeter than honey to the taste
And balm indeed.
I saw the gate called Beautiful;
And looked, but scarce could look, within; 
I saw the golden streets begin,
And outskirts of the glassy pool.
Oh harps, oh crowns of plenteous stars, 
Oh green palm-branches many-leaved— 
Eye hath not seen, nor ear hath heard, 
Nor heart conceived.
I hope to see these things again, 
But not as once in dreams by night; 
To see them with my very sight, 
And touch, and handle, and attain: 
To have all Heaven beneath my feet
For narrow way that once they trod; 
To have my part with all the saints, 
And with my God.
Fluttered Winds
The splendour of the kindling day, 
The splendour of the setting sun, 
These move my soul to wend its way, And have done
With all we grasp and toil amongst and say.
The paling roses of a cloud,
The fading bow that arches space,
These woo my fancy toward my shroud,
Toward the place
Of faces veil’d, and heads discrown’d and bow’d.
The nation of the awful stars,
The wandering star whose blaze is brief, 
These make me beat against the bars 
Of my grief;
My tedious grief, twin to the life it mars.
O fretted heart toss’d to and fro, 
So fain to flee, so fain to rest! 
All glories that are high or low, 
East or west,
Grow dim to thee who art so fain to go.




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