I shall think of you

I shall think of you now, in a garden among white roses,

Bending over their blossoming loveliness!

I shall know you are there, for the wisdom a dream discloses,

is wiser far than reality can guess.

I shall think of you now, as a sweet blue-petal'd flower,

There among other flowers not as fair,

and hold in my heart the memory of that hour

of the blue of your gown, and the brown of your eyes and hair!