"I love my dreams", I said, a winter morn,
To the practical man, and he, in scorn
Replied: "I am no slave of the Ideal,
But, as all men of sense, I love the Real."
Poor fool, mistaking all that is and seems!
I love the real when I love my dreams.
F.P. (1909)
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