Don’t dream that dream then fear to follow

Though dreams may slumber under dust

Revitalise, lest they be hollow

And to you heart your life unjust

Don’t think a thought a passing fancy

If it be something dear to you

Perhaps your hope be more than chancy

How will you know until you do?

Don’t carry wishes from this coil

Unless their vapour’d cause you hurt

As all too soon you’ll be with soil

And dreams just dust amongst the dirt.