HE TELLS OF A VALLEY FULL OF LOVERS I DREAMED that I stood in a valley, and amid sighs, For happy lovers passed two by two where I stood; And I dreamed my lost love came stealthily out of the wood With her cloud-pale eyelids falling on dream-dimmed eyes: I cried in my dream, O i{women, bid the young men lay} i{Their heads on your knees, and drown their eyes with your fair,} i{Or remembering hers they will find no other face fair} i{Till all the valleys of the world have been withered away.}