Where Dreams Are Made
Dreams are made in the moon, my dear,
On her shining hillsides steep;
Pleasant and dreadful and gay and queer,
They're piled in a silver heap.
And many fairies with buzzing wings
Are busy with hammers and wheels and things,
Making the dreams that Night-time brings
To all little boys asleep.
And if a boy has been good till night,
When snug in his bed he lies
The fairies come with a moonbeam bright
And slide him up to the skies.
And there he sails as the Moon-king's guest,
And choses the dreams he likes best;
Then they slide him back to his nurs'ry nest
And leave him rubbin his eyes.
by Burges Johnson (1877 - ??)
Youngsters: Collected Poems of Childhood
One of my favorite meters for a children's poem. Also reminds me of Eugene Field, in fact I thought he was the author at first.
ReplyDeleteI am trying to find this print! If anyone has one and is willing to sell, please contact me. It means a lot to my sister and myself.
ReplyDeleteVictor Charles Anderson (1882 - 1937) painted him and this rendition may have been the cover of a Life Magazine, but I cant find the year.
DeleteThere were thousands of reprints made by Campbell Prints years ago with a wonderful Burges Johnson poem on the back. Here's a link to the two verses.
Currently Laughing Elephant seems seems to own the rights to the image and has been selling it for use in the greeting card industry and as glicee prints.
https://laughingelephant.com/00205g/
The Campbell print is the version I am after. It has the above image and then the poem below. Frame is plain wood. Please let me know if you find one!!
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