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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=519105" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>As I Laye A-Dreamynge</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">After T. I.<br>As I laye a-dreamynge, a-dreamynge, a-dreamynge, <br>O softlye moaned the dove to her mate within the tree, <br>And meseemed unto my syghte <br>Came rydynge many a knyghte <br>All cased in armoure bryghte <br>Cap-a-pie, <br>As I laye a-dreamynge, a goodlye companye!<br>As I laye a-dreamynge, a-dreamynge, a-dreamynge, <br>O sadlye mourned the dove, callynge long and callynge lowe, <br>And meseemed of alle that hoste <br>Notte a face but was the ghoste <br>Of a friend that I hadde loste <br>Long agoe. <br>As I laye a-dreamynge, oh, bysson teare to flowe!<br>As I laye a-dreamynge, a-dreamynge, a-dreamynge, <br>O sadlye sobbed the dove as she seemed to despayre, <br>And laste upon the tracke <br>Came one I hayled as 'Jacke!' <br>But he turned mee his backe <br>With a stare: <br>As I laye a-dreamynge, he lefte mee callynge there.<br>Stille I laye a-dreamynge, a-dreamynge, a-dreamynge, <br>And gentler sobbed the dove as it eased her of her payne, <br>And meseemed a voyce yt cry'd— <br>'They shall ryde, and they shall ryde <br>'Tyll the truce of tyme and tyde <br>Come agayne! <br>Alle for Eldorado, yette never maye attayne!'<br>Stille I laye a-dreamynge, a-dreamynge, a-dreamynge, <br>And scarcelye moaned the dove, as her agonye was spente: <br>'Shalle to-morrowe see them nygher <br>To a golden walle or spyre? <br>You have better in yr fyre, <br>Bee contente.' <br>As I laye a-dreamynge, it seem'd smalle punyshment.<br>But I laye a-wakynge, and loe! the dawne was breakynge <br>And rarely pyped a larke for the promyse of the daye: <br>'Uppe and sette yr lance in reste! <br>Uppe and followe on the queste! <br>Leave the issue to be guessed <br>At the endynge of the waye'—<br>As I laye a-wakynge, 'twas soe she seemed to say— <br>'Whatte and if it alle be feynynge? <br>There be better thynges than gaynynge, <br>Rycher pryzes than attaynynge.'— <br>And 'twas truthe she seemed to saye. <br>Whyles the dawne was breakynge, I rode upon my waye.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Sir+Arthur+Quiller-Couch">Sir Arthur Quiller-Couch</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=519105" data-title="As I Laye A-Dreamynge de Sir Arthur Quiller-Couch" data-description="After T. I. As I laye a-dreamynge, a-dreamynge, a-dreamynge, O softlye moaned the dove to her mate within the tree, And meseemed unto my syghte Came rydynge many a knyghte All cased in armoure bryghte Cap-a-pie, As I laye a-dreamynge, a good..."></div> </div> </div>
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