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Dreamland

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Over the silent sea of sleep,         Far away! far away!      Over a strange and starlit deep         Where the beautiful shadows sway;         Dim in the dark,         Glideth a bark,     Where never the waves of a tempest roll --     Bearing the very "soul of a soul",         Alone, all alone --      Far away -- far away         To shores all unknown      In the wakings of the day;     To the lovely land of dreams,     Where what is meets with what seems     Brightly dim, dimly bright;     Where the suns meet stars at night,     Where the darkness meets the light         Heart to heart, face to face,         In an infinite embrace.          *    *    *    *    *         Mornings break,         And we wake,      And we wonder where we went         In the bark         Thro' the dark,      But our wonder is misspent;     For no day can cast a light     On the dreamings of the night.

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