<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=421567" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>On Dreaming</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">When slumber seals our weary eyes, <br>The busy fancy wakeful keeps; <br>The scenes which then before us rise, <br>Prove something in us never sleeps.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">As in another world we seem, <br>A new creation of our own, <br>All appears real, though a dream, <br>And all familiar, though unknown.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sometimes the mind beholds again <br>The past day's business in review, <br>Resumes the pleasure or the pain; <br>And sometimes all we meet is new.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What schemes we form, what pains we take! <br>We fight, we run, we fly, we fall; <br>But all is ended when we wake, <br>We scarcely then a trace recall.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But though our dreams are often wild, <br>Like clouds before the driving storm; <br>Yet some important may be styl'd, <br>Sent to admonish or inform.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What mighty agents have access, <br>What friends from heav'n, or foes from hell, <br>Our minds to comfort or distress, <br>When we are sleeping, who can tell?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">One thing, at least, and 'tis enough, <br>We learn from this surprising fact; <br>Our dreams afford sufficient proof, <br>The soul, without the flesh, can act.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">This life, which mortals so esteem, <br>That many choose it for their all, <br>They will confess, was but a dream,<br>When 'waken'd by death's awful call.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Newton">John Newton</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=421567" data-title="On Dreaming de John Newton" data-description="When slumber seals our weary eyes, The busy fancy wakeful keeps; The scenes which then before us rise, Prove something in us never sleeps. As in another world we seem, A new creation of our own, All appears real, though a dream, And all fam..."></div> </div> </div>

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