A heart of love, a crown of light,
An infinite music of delight ;—
This, but no more; let fancy sway
But never fix the transient ray!
All things are lawful, so they be
At most a marshalled imagery.
Dream of Earth's glories higher and higher,
Mounting the minaret, desire;
Never attaining to the sky,
Realization—lest thou die.
So dream, possessing all; so dream,
Possessing nothing: I esteem
These twain as one, since dreams they are.
Thus mayst thou journey far and far
And far! to climes unguessed, to seas
Proud with seignorial argosies,
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