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We are tired who follow after / Phantasy and truth that flies: / You with only look and laughter / Stain our hearts with richest dyes.
When you break upon our study / Vanish all our frosty cares; / As the diamond deep grows ruddy, / Filled with morning unawares.
With the stuff that dreams are made of / But an empty house we build: / Glooms we are ourselves afraid of, / By the ancient starlight chilled.
All unwise in thought or duty -- / Still our wisdom envies you: / We who lack the living beauty / Half our secret knowledge rue.
Thought nor fear in you nor dreaming / Veil the light with mist about; / Joy, as through a crystal gleaming, / Flashes from the gay heart out.
Pain and penitence forsaking, / Hearts like cloisters dim and grey, / By your laughter lured, awaking / Join with you the dance of day.