Dreams
Strong through my strength, because my strength was weak,—
And all my weakness has brought forth is death.
(Each dream advances and lays its lips to the Man's lips. It then assumes a tangible shape. The Man is almost dead. One shadow alone stands apart.)
And all my weakness has brought forth is death.
(Each dream advances and lays its lips to the Man's lips. It then assumes a tangible shape. The Man is almost dead. One shadow alone stands apart.)
The Man
There is one dream most well beloved of all.
Had I been strong it would have soared above
The highest mountain peak which guards the earth,
Heaven had proved its resting-place and shrine—
I would have yielded every pulsing breath;
I would have left no life within my soul,
Had I been strong of will and mighty of mind.
Had I been strong it would have soared above
The highest mountain peak which guards the earth,
Heaven had proved its resting-place and shrine—
I would have yielded every pulsing breath;
I would have left no life within my soul,
Had I been strong of will and mighty of mind.
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