<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=508294" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Dreams</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I had a dream, a dream of dread:<br>I thought that horror held the house;<br>A burglar bent above my bed,<br>He moved as quiet as a mouse.<br>With hairy hand and naked knife<br>He poised to plunge a bloody stroke,<br>Until despairful of my life<br>I shrieked with terror - and awoke.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I had a dream of weary woes:<br>In weather that was fit to freeze,<br>I thought that I had lost my cloths,<br>And only wore a short chemise.<br>The wind was wild; so catch a train<br>I ran, but no advance did make;<br>My legs were pistoning in vain -<br>How I was happy to awake!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I had a dream: Upon the stair<br>I met a maid who kissed my lips;<br>A nightie was her only wear,<br>We almost came to loving grips.<br>And then she opened wide a door,<br>And pointed to a bonny bed . . .<br>Oh blast! I wakened up before<br>I could discover - were we wed?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Alas! Those dreams of broken bliss,<br>Of wakenings too sadly soon!<br>With memories of sticky kiss,<br>And limbs so languidly a-swoon!<br>Alas those nightmares devil driven!<br>Those pantless prowlings in Pall Mall!<br>Oh why should some dreams be like heaven<br>And others so resemble hell?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+William+Service">Robert William Service</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=508294" data-title="Dreams de Robert William Service" data-description="I had a dream, a dream of dread: I thought that horror held the house; A burglar bent above my bed, He moved as quiet as a mouse. With hairy hand and naked knife He poised to plunge a bloody stroke, Until despairful of my life I shrieked with terr..."></div> </div> </div>

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