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Dreaming upon the sands I lift mine eyes to gaze Beyond the infinite and heaving blue; The far horizon, blurred in cloud and haze, Bends o'er some beach (I muse) a thousand leagues from view. "And there," saith Fancy, " looking toward these sands, Wistful like thee, an unknown dreamer stands!"