Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase!)
Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace,
And say, within the moonlight in his room,
Making it rich, and like a lily in bloom,
An angel, writing in a book of gold;
Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold,
And to the presence in the room he said--
"What writest thou?" The Vision raised its head,
And, with a look made all of sweet accord,
Answered, "The names of those who love the Lord."
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All that you see or seem, is but a dream within a dream. They who dream by day are cognizant read more
All that you see or seem, is but a dream within a dream. They who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night.
Our truest life is when we are in dreams awake.
Our truest life is when we are in dreams awake.
It takes a lot of courage to show your dreams to someone else.
It takes a lot of courage to show your dreams to someone else.
All things one has forgotten scream for help in dreams.
All things one has forgotten scream for help in dreams.
I wonder if ever a song was sung but the singer's heart sang
sweeter!
I wonder if ever read more
I wonder if ever a song was sung but the singer's heart sang
sweeter!
I wonder if ever a rhyme was rung but the thought surpassed the
meter!
I wonder if ever a sculptor wrought till the cold stone echoed
his ardent thought!
Or, if ever a painter with light and shade the dream of his
inmost heart portrayed!
The key to happiness is having dreams. The key to success is making your dreams come true.
The key to happiness is having dreams. The key to success is making your dreams come true.
If there were dreams to sell, what would you buy?
If there were dreams to sell, what would you buy?
The fisher droppeth his net in the stream,
And a hundred streams are the same as one;
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The fisher droppeth his net in the stream,
And a hundred streams are the same as one;
And the maiden dreameth her love-lit dream;
And what is it all, when all is done?
The net of the fisher the burden breaks,
And always the dreaming the dreamer wakes.
Anyone can escape into sleep, we are all geniuses when we dream, the butcher's the poet's equal there.
Anyone can escape into sleep, we are all geniuses when we dream, the butcher's the poet's equal there.
