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Book Fourth

"But there were dreams to sell
  Ill didst thou buy:
Life is a dream, they tell,
  Waking to die.
Dreaming a dream to prize,
Is wishing ghosts to rise;
And, if I had the spell
To call the buried—well,
Which one would I?"