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Shall I tell you of my old, old dreams / Lost at the earth's strange turnings, / Some in the sea when the waves foamed high, / Some in a garret candle's burnings?
Shall I tell you of bitter, forgotten dreams --
You who are still so young, so young?
You with your wide brown singing eyes / And laughter at the tip of your tongue.
Shall I tell you of weary, weary dreams --
You who have lost no dreams at all, / Or shall I keep quiet and let turn / My ugly pictures to the wall?