Inn of Dreams

<SPAN name="32"></SPAN> <br/> <br/> <p>Hylas</p> <p>Dark boy, how radiantly you went to meet<br/> Your mystic doom . . . what colours in the sky!<br/> As though that cup of beauty the gods hold<br/> Brimmed over on a world in ecstasy . . .<br/> What silver flutes charmed all the forest ways . . .<br/> How the green shimmered, jewelled thick with flowers,<br/> And how the sun was like a globe of gold . . .<br/> Yet you but thought to chase the perfect hours<br/> Down that white road of wonder and delight,<br/> The highway of your dreams, and heedlessly<br/> You crushed the violets with your slim brown feet,<br/> And whistled low, and sang a careless song . . .<br/> Because your life was full of lovely days,<br/> Because your life was delicate and sweet . . .<br/> O youth and dawn . . . you dreamed not of the night . . .<br/> O life and laughter . . . but the night is long . . .</p> <br/> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />