A Dream

02:36
Martha Redbone Roots Project
Words by William Blake, Music by Martha Redbone, Aaron Whitby & John McEuen

Story

 

Lyrics

A Dream

Once a dream did weave a shade,
O'er my Angel-guarded bed,
That an Emmet lost its way
Where on grass methought I lay.

Troubled wilderd and forlorn,
Dark benighted, travel-worn,
Over many a tangled spray
All heart-broke I heard her say.

Oh my children! do they cry
Do they hear their father sigh.
Now they look abroad to see,
Now return and weep for me.

Pitying I drop’d a tear:
But I saw a glow-worm near:
Who replied. What wailing wight
Calls the watchman of the night.

I am set to light the ground,
While the beetle goes his round:
Follow now the beetles hum,
Little wanderer hie thee home!'

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