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Dreamland

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When midnight mists are creeping,
And all the land is sleeping,
Around me tread the mighty dead,
And slowly pass away.
Lo, warriors, saints, and sages,
From out the vanished ages,
With solemn pace and reverend face
Appear and pass away.
The blaze of noonday splendour,
The twilight soft and tender,
May charm the eye: yet they shall die,
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Jack McLendon 07 December 2017
This has to be my favorite!
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Daisy 29 November 2017
Dreamland is the best poem
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Susan Williams 06 December 2015
Hmmmm. I have now read two pieces by Carroll that really resonate with me. If I am not careful I might become a fan. This poem is remarkable and wants to linger in a person's memory despite the thought that things die and pass away
32 2 Reply
Beautiful imagery and nice articulation of words. Superb one
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Michael Morgan 03 July 2015
who knew he wrote serious verse, too
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Edward Kofi Louis 03 July 2015
Shall die and pass away with the muse of life and death. Nice work.
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Akachukwu Lekwauwa 03 July 2015
this is a lovely description of dream experience...Around me thread the mighty dead..sublime!
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