What a delight it is thus to dream of what I would do for you! Then I would bring you home, dear, and lead you through my garden and into my house as its mistress.

I would see you standing beside me in the old mirror at the end of the hall--a bride, in your pale blue dress, with a blush on your face.

I would lead you through all the rooms made ready for your coming, and then to your own.
I would see you sitting in your own chair and all my dreams would find rich fulfilment in that royal moment.

Oh, Alice, we would have a beautiful life together! It's sweet to make believe about it.

You will sing to me in the twilight, and we will gather early flowers together in the spring days.