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I	A
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Once in a dream I saw a man	B
With haggard face and tangled hair	C
And eyes that nursed as wild a care	C
As gaunt Starvation ever can	B
And in his hand he held a wand	D
Whose magic touch gave life and thought	E
Unto a form his fancy wrought	E
And robed with coloring so grand	F
It seemed the reflex of some child	G
Of Heaven fair and undefiled	G
A face of purity and love	H
To woo him into worlds above	H
And as I gazed with dazzled eyes	I
A gleaming smile lit up his lips	J
As his bright soul from its eclipse	J
Went flashing into Paradise	K
Then tardy Fame came through the door	L
And found a picture nothing more	L
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II	A
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And once I saw a man alone	M
In abject poverty with hand	G
Uplifted o'er a block of stone	M
That took a shape at his command	G
And smiled upon him fair and good	G
A perfect work of womanhood	G
Save that the eyes might never weep	N
Nor weary hands be crossed in sleep	N
Nor hair that fell from crown to wrist	G
Be brushed away caressed and kissed	G
And as in awe I gazed on her	O
I saw the sculptor's chisel fall	P
I saw him sink without a moan	M
Sink lifeless at the feet of stone	M
And lie there like a worshiper	O
Fame crossed the threshold of the hall	P
And found a statue that was all	P
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III	A
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And once I saw a man who drew	Q
A gloom about him like a cloak	R
And wandered aimlessly The few	Q
Who spoke of him at all but spoke	R
Disparagingly of a mind	G
The Fates had faultily designed	G
Too indolent for modern times	S
Too fanciful and full of whims	T
For talking to himself in rhymes	S
And scrawling never heard of hymns	T
The idle life to which he clung	U
Was worthless as the songs he sung	U
I saw him in my vision filled	G
With rapture o'er a spray of bloom	V
The wind threw in his lonely room	V
And of the sweet perfume it spilled	G
He drank to drunkenness and flung	U
His long hair back and laughed and sung	U
And clapped his hands as children do	Q
At fairy tales they listen to	Q
While from his flying quill there dripped	G
Such music on his manuscript	G
That he who listens to the words	W
May close his eyes and dream the birds	W
Are twittering on every hand	G
A language he can understand	G
He journeyed on through life unknown	M
Without one friend to call his own	M
He tired No kindly hand to press	X
The cooling touch of tenderness	Y
Upon his burning brow nor lift	G
To his parched lips God's freest gift	G
No sympathetic sob or sigh	A
Of trembling lips no sorrowing eye	A
Looked out through tears to see him die	A
And Fame her greenest laurels brought	G
To crown a head that heeded not	G
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And this is Fame A thing indeed	G
That only comes when least the need	G
The wisest minds of every age	Z
The book of life from page to page	Z
Have searched in vain each lesson conned	G
Will promise it the page beyond	G
Until the last when dusk of night	G
Falls over it and reason's light	G
Is smothered by that unknown friend	G
Who signs his nom de plume The End	G

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