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Trad. Manuscript by Aneurin Redman-White PDF

The Comical Dreamer Traditional Urizeni

Last night a dream came into my head Thou wert a fine white loaf of bread. Then if may butter I could be How I would spread Oh! How I would spread myself on thee. This morning too my thoughts ran hard That you were made a cool tankard Then could I but a lemon be How I would squeeze Oh! how I would squeeze my juice in thee.

Lately, when fancy too did roam, Thou wert my dear, a honeycomb; And had I been a pretty bee How I would suck Oh! How I would creep, creep into thee. A vision, too, I had of old That thou a mortar wert of gold Then could I but the pestle be How I would pound Oh! How I would pound my spice in thee.

Once joy in dreaming did I meet, Thou wert a bowl of brandy sweet. Oh! could I then the ladle be How would I pour O! how would I pour out joys from thee. Another time by charm divine I dreamt thou wert an orchard fine Then could I but thy farmer be How I would plant Oh! how I would plant my fruit in thee.

Soon after whims came in my pate Thou wert a pot of chocolate And could I but the rowler be How would I rub Oh! how would I twirl and froth up thee. But since all dreams are vain my dear Let now some solid joy appear My soul still thine is prov'd to be Let body now Oh! let body now with soul agree.