"All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream.

Ah, dream too bright to last! Ah, starry Hope! that didst arise But to be overcast! A voice from out the Future cries, "On! on!" — but o'er the Past (Dim gulf!) my spirit hovering lies Mute, motionless, aghast.
Ah, dream too bright to last! Ah, starry Hope! that didst arise But to be overcast! A voice from out...
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