“Yet come to me in dreams, that I may liveMy very life again though cold in death;Come back to me in dreams, that I may givePulse for pulse, breath for breath:Speak low, lean low,As long ago, my love, how long ago”

“Wisdom eludes me yet, but foolishness I captured long ago and to this day it is my constant companion, though many people consider me wise.”

“No matter how long it takes or however long I am gone, I will always come back to you. Just like the goldsmith came back for his love. You promised your heart to me so long ago and with this ring came your heart. So I shall give mine.”

“So long ago, was it in a dream, was it just a dream?”

“Come to me in my dreams, and thenBy day I shall be well again!For so the night will more than payThe hopeless longings of the day.”

“And though age and infirmity overtake me, and I come not within sight of the castle of my dreams, teach me still to be thankful for life, and for time's olden memories that are good and sweet; and may the evening's twilight find me gentle still.”