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<h2> DREAMS </h2>
<p>And so life passed. I lived from year to year<br/>
With shadows, the strong warders of desire;<br/>
I learned through them to seek the golden fire<br/>
That hides itself in Song’s bright hemisphere.<br/>
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Through them I grew full of imaginings,<br/>
I made strange pictures, conjured images<br/>
From my deep longings; wrote the passages<br/>
Of life inwrought with half-glad wonderings.<br/>
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For who can know a majesty of peace,<br/>
That wanders, ever waiting for a voice<br/>
To say to him, “Behold, at last surcease<br/>
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Of thy unrest has come, therefore, rejoice”?<br/>
Here set I down some dreams that come again,<br/>
Almost forgotten in my higher gain.<br/></p>
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