Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE DREAMERS, by WALTER ADOLPHE ROBERTS



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THE DREAMERS, by             Poet's Biography
First Line: We are the deathless dreamers of the world
Last Line: Mystical beauty from the realms of fey.
Subject(s): Peace


We are the deathless dreamers of the world.
Errant and sad, our argosies must go
On barren quests and all the winds that blow
Lure us to battle where tall seas are hurled.
When over us the last ninth wave has curled,
We are renascent still. The gods bestow
Madness that lifts us on the ebb and flow.
The flags of our defeat are never furled.

We were not born to find the golden fleece,
Or win some white queen's love, or storm the stars.
Yet, by great Pan, we were not born for peace!
One prize is ours -- beauty, time shall not slay:
Terrible beauty from disastrous wars,
Mystical beauty from the realms of fey.






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