7 Dec 2005

pure imagination - part 1

maybe it's not a good moment to bring into discussion my passion for "Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory", but since my Christmas spirit is starting to follow its course, i cannot actually help it. Soooo...

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

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