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Lyric Poem · Dreams & Sleep

We dream—it is good we are dreaming

by Emily Dickinson

We dream — it is good we are dreaming —

It would hurt us — were we awake —

But since it is playing — kill us,

And we are playing — shriek —

What harm? Men die — externally —

It is a truth — of Blood —

But we — are dying in Drama —

And Drama — is never dead —

Cautious — We jar each other —

And either — open the eyes —

Lest the Phantasm — prove the Mistake —

And the livid Surprise

Cool us to Shafts of Granite —

With just an Age — and Name —

And perhaps a phrase in Egyptian —

It's prudenter — to dream —

This poem is in the public domain.

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