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Two dreams came down to earth one night / From the realm of mist and dew; / One was a dream of the old, old days, / And one was a dream of the new.
One was a dream of a shady lane / That led to the pickerel pond / Where the willows and rushes bowed themselves / To the brown old hills beyond.