Full Lyrics
I dream of all things free!
Of a gallant, gallant barque,
That sweeps through storm and sea
Like an arrow to its mark!
A stag that o’er the moountains
Goes bounding in his glee;
A thousand flashing fountains–
Of all things glad and free.
I dream of some proud bird,
A brighteyed mountain king!
In visions I have heard
The rushing of his wing.
I follow some wild river,
On which no sail may be;
Dark woods around it shiver–
I dream of all things free!
A happy forest child,
With fawns and flowers at play;
An Indian midst the wild,
With stars to guide his way:
A chief his warriors leading,
An archer’s green wood tree;–
My heart in chains is bleeding;–
Yet dreams of all things free.
