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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=368474" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Dream Of Death</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">WHERE shall we sail to-day?'--Thus said, methought, <br>A voice that only could be heard in dreams: <br>And on we glided without mast or oar, <br>A wondrous boat upon a wondrous sea. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sudden, the shore curved inward to a bay, <br>Broad, calm, with gorgeous sea-weeds waving slow <br>Beneath the water, like rich thoughts that stir <br>In the mysterious deep of poets' hearts. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">So still, so fair, so rosy in the dawn <br>Lay that bright bay: yet something seemed to breath, <br>Or in the air, or from the whispering waves, <br>Or from that voice, as near as one's own soul, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'There was a wreck last night.' A wreck? then where <br>The ship, the crew?--The all-entombing sea <br>On which is writ nor name nor chronicle <br>Laid itself o'er them with smooth crystal smile. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Yet was the wreck last night.'. And gazing down <br>Deep down below the surface, we were ware <br>Of ghastly faces with their open eyes <br>Uplooking to the dawn they could not see. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">One moved with moving sea-weeds: one lay prone, <br>The tinted fishes gliding o'er his breast; <br>One, caught by floating hair, rocked quietly <br>Upon his reedy cradle, like a child. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'The wreck has been'--said the melodious voice, <br>'Yet all is peace. The dead, that, while we slept, <br>Struggled for life, now sleep and fear no storms: <br>O'er them let us not weep when heaven smiles.' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">So we sailed on above the diamond sands, <br>Bright sea-flowers, and white faces stony calm, <br>Till the waves bore us to the open main, <br>And the great sun arose upon the world.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Dinah+Maria+Mulock+Craik">Dinah Maria Mulock Craik</a><div class=q>
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A voice that only could be heard in dreams: 
And on we glided without mast or oar, 
A wondrous boat upon a wondrous sea. 

Sudden, the shore curved inward to a bay, 
Broad, calm, with gorgeous s..."></div>
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