DREAMS DREAMS
Oh! that a dream so sweet, so long enjoy'd,
Should be so sadly, cruelly destroy 'd!
A thousand creeds and battle cries,
A thousand warring social schemes,
A thousand new moralities
And twenty thousand, thousand dreams.
Alfred Notes—Forward.
I am weary of planning and toiling
In the crowded hives of men;
Heart weary of building and spoiling
And spoiling and building again;
And I long for the dear old river
Where I dreamed my youth away;
For a dreamer lives forever,
And a toiler dies in a day.
John Boyle O'Reilly—Cry of the Dreamer.
"Namque sub Aurora jam dormitante lucerna
Somnia quo cerni tempore vera solent."
Those dreams are true which we have in the
morning, as the lamp begins to flicker.
Ovid—Epistles. XIX. Hero Leandro. 195.
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| text = <poem>Dreams, which, beneath the hov'ring shades of
night,
Sport with the ever-restless minds of men,
Descend not from the gods. Each busy brain
Creates its own.
Thomas Love Peacock—Dreams. From Petronius Arbiter.
What was your dream?
It seemed to me that a woman in white
raiment, graceful and fair to look upon, came
towards me and calling me by name said:
On the third day, Socrates, thou shalt reach
the coast of fertile Phthia.
Plato—Crito.
That holy dream—that holy dream,
While all the world were chiding,
Hath cheered me as a lovely beam
A lonely spirit guiding.
Poe—A Dream. St. 3.
Yet eat in dreams, the custard, of the day.
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Till their own dreams at length deceive 'em
And oft repeating, they believe 'em.
Prior—Alma. Canto III. L. 13.
As a dream when one awaketh.
Psalms. LXXIII. 20.
This morn, as sleeping in my bed I lay,
I dreamt (and morning dreams come true they
say).
W. B. Rhodes—Bombastes Furioso. Post
medium noctean bisus, quum comnia vera.
Horace—Satires. Bk. I. Sat. 10. L. 33.
TrBULLUS—Elegy. Bk. III. 4.
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Brethren, weep to-day,
The silent God hath quenched my Torch's ray,
And the vain dream hath flown.
Schiller—Resignation. Bowring's trans.
Some must delve when the dawn is nigh;
Some must toil when the noonday beams;
But when night comes, and the soft winds sigh,
Every man is a King of Dreams.
Clinton Scollard—King of Dreams.
I'll dream no more—by manly mind
Not even in sleep is well resigned.
My midnight orisons said o'er,
I'll turn to rest and dream no more.
Scott—Lady of the Lake. Canto I. St. 35.
is Thou hast beat me out
Twelve several times, and I have nightly since
Dreamt of encounters 'twixt thyself and me.
Coriolanus. Act IV. Sc. 5. L. 127.
There is some ill a-brewing towards my rest,
For I did dream of money-bags to-night.
Merchant of Venice. Act II. Sc. 5. L. 17.
I have had a most rare vision. I have had
a dream, past the wit of man to say what dream
it was.
Midsummer Night's Dream. Act IV. Sc. 1.
L. 211.
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Did mock sad fools withal.
Pericles. Act V. Sc. 1. L. 164.
Oh! I have pass'd a miserable night,
So full of ugly sights, of ghastly dreams,
That, as I am a Christian faithful man,
would not spend another such a night,
Though 'twere to buy a world of happy days.
Richard III. Act I. Sc. 4. L. 2.
For never yet one hour in his bed
Have I enjoyed the golden dew of sleep,
But have been waked by his timorous dreams.
Richard III. Act IV. Sc. 1. L. 83.
I talk of dreams,
Which are the children of an idle brain,
Begot of nothing but vain fantasy,
Which is as thin of substance as the air
And more inconstant than the wind.
Romeo and Jvliet. Act I. Sc. 4. L. 96.
Sometime she driveth o'er a soldier's neck,
And then dreams he of cutting foreign throats,
Of breaches, ambuscadoes, Spanish blades,
Of healths five-fathom deep.
Romeo and Jvliet. Act I. Sc. 4. L. 82.
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