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OI PEOVRES by ALFRED TENNYSON

Poet Analysis

First Line: ALL THOUGHTS, ALL CREEDS, ALL DREAMS ARE TRUE
Last Line: AND ALL THINGS FLOW LIKE A STREAM.

I

ALL thoughts, all creeds, all dreams are true,
All visions wild and strange;
Man is the measure of all truth
Unto himself. All truth is change.
All men do walk in sleep, and all
Have faith in that they dream:
For all things are as they seem to all,
And all things flow like a stream.

II

There is no rest, no calm, no pause,
Nor good nor ill, nor light nor shade,
Nor essence nor eternal laws:
For nothing is, but all is made.
But if I dream that all these are,
They are to me for that I dream;
For all things are as they seem to all,
And all things flow like a stream.





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