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... dream of tomorrow, Are bringing to pass, as they may, In the world, for it's joy or it's sorrow, The dream that was scorned yesterday. But we, with our dreaming and singing, Ceaseless and sorrowless we! The glory about us clinging Of the glorious futures we see, Our souls with high music ringing; O men! It must ever be That we dwell, in our dreaming and singing, A little apart from ye...

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