  Dreams fade with morning light, Never a morn for thee, Dreamer of dreams, good-night. Over our earthly sight Shadows of woe must be; Dreams fade with morning light. Soldiers awake to fight— Thou art from strife set free, Dreamer of dreams, good-night. Day breaketh, cruel, white, Lovely the forms that flee; Dreams fade with morning light. Thine is the sure delight, Sleep-visions still to see, Dreamer of dreams, good-night. Pity us from thy height, Dawn-haunted slaves are we; Dreams fade with morning light, Dreamer of dreams, good-night. |
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