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Robert Burns (1759–1796). Poems and Songs.
The Harvard Classics. 1909–14.

3 . Song—I dream’d I lay

I DREAM’D I lay where flowers were springing

Gaily in the sunny beam;

List’ning to the wild birds singing,

By a falling crystal stream:

Straight the sky grew black and daring;

Thro’ the woods the whirlwinds rave;

Tress with aged arms were warring,

O’er the swelling drumlie wave.

Such was my life’s deceitful morning,

Such the pleasures I enjoyed:

But lang or noon, loud tempests storming

A’ my flowery bliss destroy’d.

Tho’ fickle fortune has deceiv’d me—

She promis’d fair, and perform’d but ill,

Of mony a joy and hope bereav’d me—

I bear a heart shall support me still.