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Fame ' s garland round my head I No 1 men shall point to me and say , See what the bold can do ! " " You dream ! ' * a chilling Whisper sajd , And quick the vision flew . " Yes , I will gain / ' I musing thought , ' Power , pomp , and potency ;
Whate ' er the proudest may have been . That straightway will I be . I'll write my name on human hearts , So deep , 'twill ne ' er decay Y * 4 * You dream 1 " and , as the Whisper spoke , My vision fled away .
" I ' m poor , " I said ; " but I will tori And gather store of gold ; And in my purse the fate of kings And nations I wilt hold .: I'll follow Fottune till my path With wealth untold she strew i " Again " You dream ! " the Whisper said , And straight my vision flew .
• ' I'll breathe to men , " I proudly thought , " A strain of poesy , Like the angelic songs of old In fire and energy . My thoughts the thoughts of many lands , Of many men , shall grow . "—
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And dry the orphan ' s eyes ; Through me the Sun of Joy shall find Its way to Sorrow ' s door ; ' * 44 wildest dream , of all /* , then said The Whisper , — " you are poor /' "I ' m poor , unheeded ; but IMl be An nonest man , * I sai / f ^ " Truth I stall Worship , yea and feel For all vrticfrn God fcatB niafle :
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