I dreamt you lay in a green lime-tree’s shade

Greensleeves

I dreamt you lay in a green lime-tree’s shade
And heard an old tune playing : gentle , wise ,
You listened with a smile — when memory dies
This dream with love and life itself shall fade :
Would it were dream that you are softly laid
Beneath that lime-tree now , and may not rise
To welcome me with laughter in your eyes
As once you did .
The unseen minstrels played
( Mocking my faint heart even in the dream )
My Lady Greensleeves : doubting love , I sought
To seal my heart from echoes of the song ,
( Which now too late has mastered me ) ; to seem
Aloof and fancy-free : for so , I thought ,
I could forget to love you . I was wrong .

14th September 1952

[On the same sheet as When grief is weary and white flowers droop on your grave ]