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The soldier dreams of the laurel wreath, As he rushes on to the field of death; The minstrel dreams of the fadeless bay, While pouring his soul in his fervid lay; And the soldier lies with thousands as brave, And the minstrel filleth a nameless grave.
The statesman dreams of ambition's dower, Of the pride of wealth, and the pomp of power, Of a people's trust and a people's love, That the waning years of his life may prove; And when age hath palsied both brain and limb, Oh sad is the waking awaiting him!
The lover dreams of a mortal brow That shall shine ever blessed and bright as now, Of an earthly love which no power may change, No sorrow darken, no time estrange, That shall know no shadow, no fear, no fall,-- Oh his is the wildest dream of all!
We are dreamers all, we shall still dream on, Till the vision of life itself be done, Till the weary race to the goal is run-- Till the fevered pulses are checked and chilled, Till the fluttering heart is for ever stilled, Till the final struggle at length is o'er, And we lie down in quiet to dream no more....
