Saturday, November 26, 2011

Ode by Arthur O'Shaughnessy (1st Stanza)

We are the music makers,
  And we are the dreamers of dreams,
Wandering by lone sea-breakers,
  And sitting by desolate streams;—
World-losers and world-forsakers,  
  On whom the pale moon gleams:
Yet we are the movers and shakers
  Of the world for ever, it seems.

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