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    [by Edgar Allan Poe (1844)]

    [Verse 1:]
    Bottomless vales and boundless floods,
    And chasms, and caves, and Titan woods,
    With forms that no man can discover
    For the tears that drip all over;
    Mountains toppling evermore
    Into seas without a shore;
    Seas that restlessly aspire,
    Surging, unto skies of fire;
    Lakes that endlessly outspread
    Their lone waters - lone and dead,
    Their still waters - still and chilly
    With the snows of the lolling lily.
    Lakes that endlessly outspread
    Their lone waters - lone and dead,
    Their still waters - still and chilly
    With the snows of the lolling lily.

    Dreamland (dreamland)
    Dreamland (dreamland)

    [Chorus:]
    By the lakes that thus outspread
    Their lone waters, lone and dead,
    Their sad waters, sad and chilly
    With the snows of the lolling lily,
    By the mountains near the river
    Murmuring lowly, murmuring ever,
    By the grey woods, by the swamp
    Where the toad and the newt encamp
    By a route obscure and lonely,
    Haunted by ill angels only,
    Where an Eidolon, named NIGHT,
    On a black throne reigns upright,
    I have reached these lands but newly
    From an ultimate dim Thule
    From a wild clime that lieth, sublime,
    Out of SPACE, out of TIME.

    [Verse 2:]
    By each spot the most unholy
    In each nook most melancholy
    There the traveller meets aghast
    Sheeted Memories of the Past
    Shrouded forms that start and sigh
    As they pass the wanderer by
    White-robed forms of friends long given,
    In agony, to the Earth and Heaven.

    Heaven
    Heaven

    Dreamland (dreamland)
    Dreamland (dreamland)

    [Chorus:]
    By the lakes that thus outspread
    Their lone waters, lone and dead,
    Their sad waters, sad and chilly
    With the snows of the lolling lily,
    By the mountains near the river
    Murmuring lowly, murmuring ever,
    By the grey woods, by the swamp
    Where the toad and the newt encamp
    By a route obscure and lonely,
    Haunted by ill angels only,
    Where an Eidolon, named NIGHT,
    On a black throne reigns upright,
    I have reached these lands but newly
    From an ultimate dim Thule
    From a wild clime that lieth, sublime,
    Out of SPACE, out of TIME.

    For the heart whose woes are legion
    'Tis a peaceful, soothing region
    For the spirit that walks in shadow
    'Tis- oh, 'tis an Eldorado!
    But the traveller, travelling through it,
    May not dare not openly view it!
    Never its mysteries are exposed
    To the weak human eye unclosed

    [Talk:]
    So wills its King, who hath forbid
    The uplifting of the fringed lid;
    And thus the sad Soul that here passes
    Beholds it but through darkened glasses.

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