Goblin Market and Other Poems, Mirage

MIRAGE.

The hope I dreamed of was a dream,
⁠Was but a dream; and now I wake
Exceeding comfortless, and worn, and old,
⁠For a dream's sake.

I hang my harp upon a tree,
⁠A weeping willow in a lake;
I hang my silenced harp there, wrung and snapt
⁠For a dream's sake.

Lie still, lie still, my breaking heart;
⁠My silent heart, lie still and break:
Life, and the world, and mine own self, are changed
⁠For a dream's sake.

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