In glittering mail of imagery,
My errant fancy rides away,
A gallant knight with waving plume,
To ride the dream-roads night and day.

He rescues naked maiden dreams
From lustful giants' castle lairs,
Or rides the dark, soul-chilling ways
To slay the monstrous black nightmares.

My fancy is a gallant knight,
He bears the blade of chivalry,
And flushed with joy of deeds well done,
Comes gaily riding home to me.