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DEDICATION.
Long after you lay asleep that night,
I thought of your wistful question, dear,
Wishing with you that these fancies bright
Might be true somewhere, if not just hero
And I wondered if I might build that ship,
"With its
magic helm and enchanted sails,
And if you and I might make the trip
To the wonderful Land of the Fairy Tales.
The ship is builded, my
little Rose !
"We cannot set sail an hour too soon,
For childhood's dreams will change to those
That never come true, though we reach the moon
J. G. A.