Sylvie and Bruno by Lewis Carroll published 1889 (The Complete Works of Lewis Carroll)
Is all our Life, then but a dream Seen faintly in the golden gleam Athwart Time's dark resistless stream? Bowed to the earth with bitter woe Or laughing at some raree-show We flutter idly to and fro. Man's little Day in haste we spend, And, from its merry noontide, send No glance to meet the silent end.
Is all our Life, then but a dream Seen faintly in the golden gleam Athwart Time's dark resistless stream?
Bowed to the earth with bitter woe Or laughing at some raree-show We flutter idly to and fro.
Man's little Day in haste we spend, And, from its merry noontide, send No glance to meet the silent end.
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