The Village of Hide and Seek

by Bingham Thoburn Wilson

"'On the isle in the lake that is crimson and gold,

You forget every sorrow and care,

And wander about amid beauties untold,

As free as a breath of the air;

And no lord of estate puts a lock on the gate,

To deny you its fanciful scenes,

For the angels of God guard the ever-green sod

Of the beautiful Island of Dreams.

The Island of Dreams, the Island of Dreams,

Guard the ever-green Island of Dreams.