Ode

Arthur O'Shaughnessy

1844 to 1881

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