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Which was a mockery; then they lifted up
A FACT LITERALLY RENDERED.
I stood beside the grave of him who blazed
So soon and so successless ? As I said, The Architect of all on which we tread, For Earth is but a tombstone, did essay To extricate remembrance from the clay, Whose minglings might confuse a Newton's thought Were it not that all life must end in one, Of which we are but dreamers ;-as he caught As 'twere the twilight of a former Sun, Thus spoke he,—" I believe the man of whom “ You wot, who lies in this selected tomb, “ Was a most famous writer in his day, “ And therefore travellers step from out their way “ To pay him honour,—and myself whate'er “ Your honour pleases,"—then most pleased I shook From out my pocket's avaricious nook Some certain coins of silver, which as 'twere Perforce 1
gave this man, though I could So much but inconveniently;-Ye smile, I see ye, ye profane ones! all the while, Because my homely phrase the truth would tell. You are the fools, not 1—for I did dwell With a deep thought, and with a soften'd eye, On that Old Sexton's natural homily, In which there was Obscurity and Fame, The Glory and the Nothing of a Name.
1. Our life is twofold; Sleep hath its own world, A boundary between the things misnamed Death and existence: Sleep hath its own world, And a wide realm of wild reality, And dreams in their developement have breath, And tears, and tortures, and the touch of joy; They leave a weight upon our waking thoughts, They take a weight from off our waking toils, They do divide our being; they become A portion of ourselves as of our time, . 10 And look like heralds of eternity; They pass like spirits of the past,they speak Like sybils of the future; they have powerThe tyranny of pleasure and of pain ; They make us what we were not—what they will, And shake us with the vision that's gone by, The dread of vanish'd shadows-Are they so? Is not the past all shadow? What are they? Creations of the mind ?—The mind can make Substance, and people planets of its own
20 With beings brighter than have been, and give A breath to forms which can outlive all flesh.
I would recall a vision which I dream'd
I saw two beings in the hues of youth