My Star (op. 26, no. 1)

My Star
by Cora Randall Fabbri

I dreamt I loved a Star,
A Star so far above me;
She said: “It is in vain,
Men seek to know and love me.”

I dreamt that I was dead.
Methought that I was lying
Deep in a grave, deep down
The winds above me sighing.

In the darkness of the grave
I saw my Star below me.
She said: “My name is Peace,
And only here men know me.”