Ode
Arthur O'Shaughnessy
1844 to 1881
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Wandering by lone sea-breakers,
In the buried past of the earth,
Can trample an empire down.
We build up the world's great cities,
And sitting by desolate streams;
Yet we are the movers and shakers
And out of a fabulous story
And three with a new song's measure
We fashion an empire's glory:
One man with a dream, at pleasure,
Shall go forth and conquer a crown;
And o'erthrew them with prophesying
And Babel itself with our mirth;
To the old of the new world's worth;
With wonderful deathless ditties
Or one that is coming to birth.
For each age is a dream that is dying,
We are the music-makers,
On whom the pale moon gleams:
And we are the dreamers of dreams,
We, in the ages lying
Of the world for ever, it seems.
Built Nineveh with our sighing,
World-losers and world-forsakers,