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A voice came to me from the night and said	A
What profit hast thou in thy dreaming	B
Of the years that are set	C
And the years yet unrisen	D
Hast thou found them tillable lands	E
Is there fruit that thou canst pluck therein	D
Or any harvest to be mown	D
Shalt thou dig for gold in the mines of the past	F
Or trade for merchandise	G
In the years where all is desolate	H
Are they a sea that will bring thee to any shore	I
Or a desert that vergeth upon aught but the waste	J
Shalt thou drink From the springs that are emptied	K
Or find sustenance in shadows	L
What value hath the future given thee	M
Is there aught in the days yet dark	N
That thou canst hold with thy hands	E
Are they a fortress	O
That will afford thee protection	D
Against the swords of the world	P
Is there justice in them	Q
To balance the world's inequity	M
Or benefit to outweigh its loss	R
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Then spake I in answer saying	B
Of my dreams I have made a road	S
And my soul goeth out thereon	D
To that unto which no eye has opened	T
Nor ear become keen to hearken	D
To the glories that are shut past all access	U
Of the keys of sense	V
Whose walls are hidden by the air	W
And whose doors are concealed with clarity	M
And the road is travelled of secret things	X
Coming to me from afar	Y
Of bodiless powers	Z
And beauties without color or form	A2
Holden by any loveliness seen of earth	B2
And of my dreams I have builded an inn	D
Wherein these are as guests	C2
And unto it come the dead	A
For a little rest and refuge	D2
From the hollowness of the unharvestable wind	E2
And the burden of too great space	F2
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The fields of the past are not void to me	M
Who harvest with the scythe of thought	G2
Nor the orchards of future years unfruitful	H2
To the hands of visionings	F2
I have retrieved from the darkness	F2
The years and the things that were lost	I2
And they are held in the light of my dreams	F2
With the spirits of years unborn	D
And of things yet bodiless	F2
As in an hospitable house	F2
They shall live while the dreams abide	J2

Clark Ashton Smith

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