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A Dream.
[Verse extracted from the prose narrative.]
[No memory labours longer from the deep]
No memory labours longer from the deepGold mines of thought to lift the hidden ore
That glimpses, moving up, than I from sleep
To gather and tell o'er
Each little sound and sight.
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