For Each Age Is A Dream That

For Each Age Is A Dream That Is Dying, Or One That Is Coming To Birth.

We Are The Music-makers, And We Are The Dreamers Of Dreams... Yet We Are The Movers And Shakers Of The World For Ever, It Seems.

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, Upon Whom The Pale Moon Gleams; Yet We Are The Movers And Shakers, Of The World Forever, It Seems.

A Breath Of Our Inspiration / Is The Life Of Each Generation.

But On One Man's Soul It Hath Broken, / A Light That Doth Not Depart; / And His Look, Or A Word He Hath Spoken, / Wrought Flame In Another Man's Heart.