Here you will find thePoemWas it the sun that broke my dreamof poet Christopher John Brennan
Was it the sun that broke my dream or was't the dazzle of thy hair caught where our olden meadows seem themselves again and yet more fair? Ah, sun that woke me, limpid stream, then in spring-mornings' rapture of air! Was it the sun that broke my dream or was 't the dazzle of thy hair? And didst not thou beside me gleam, brought hither by a tender care at least my slumbering grief to share? Are only the cold seas supreme? Was it the sun that broke my dream?
