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Of Paradise And Love -The Sundial |
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Oh that my young life were a lasting dream |
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My spirit not awakening till the beam |
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Of an Eternity should bring the morrow |
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Yes tho'that long dream were of hopeless sorrow |
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'Twere better than the cold reality |
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Of waking life to him whose heart must be |
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A chaos of deep passion from his birth |
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But should it be-that dream eternally |
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Continuing-as dreams have been to me |
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In my young boyhood-should it thus be given |
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'Twere folly still to hope for higher Heaven |
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For I have revell'd when the sun was bright |
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I'the summer sky in dreams of living light |
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And loveliness -have left my very heart |
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In climes of my imagining apart |
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From mine own home with beings that have been |
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Of mine own thought-what more could I have seen |
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'Twas once-and only once-and the wild hour |
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From my remembrance shall not pass-some power |
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Or spell had bound me-'twas the chilly wind |
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Came o'er me in the night and left behind |
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Its image on my spirit-or the moon |
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Shone on my slumbers in her lofty noon |
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Too coldly-or the stars-howe'er it was |
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That dream was as that night-wind-let it pass |
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I have been happy tho'in a dream |
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I have been happy-and I love the theme: |
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Dreams in their vivid coloring of life |
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As in that fleeting shadowy misty strife |
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Of semblance with reality which brings |
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To the delirious eye more lovely things |
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Of Paradise and Love-and all our own |
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Than young Hope in his sunniest hour hath known |
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Original name:"Dreams"by Edgar Allan Poe |