Dreams Are Best(Fragment)
I just think that dreams are best, Just to sit and fancy things; Give your gold no acid test, Try not how your silver rings; Fancy women pure and good, Fancy men upright and true: Fortressed in your solitude, Let Life be a dream to you. For I think that Truth is all, Truth’s a minion of the mind; Love’s ideal comes at call; As ye seek so shall ye find. But ye must not seek too far; Things are never what they seem: Let a star be just a star, And a woman – just a dream. O you Dreamers proud and pure, You have gleaned the sweet of life! Golden truth that shall endure Over pain and doubt and strife. I would rather be a fool Living in my Paradise, Than a leader of a school, Sadly sane and weary wise. Yes, I’ll smoke my cigarette, Vestured in my garb of dreams, And I’ll borrow no regret; All is gold that golden gleams. So I’ll charm my solitude With the faith that Life is blest, Brave and noble, bright and good.... Oh, I think that dreams are best!