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Hold Fast to Thy Dream

HOLD fast to thy dream, O Dreamer!
Hold fast to thy dream, for thy dream is greater than thee;
Of thy flesh and thy blood and thy spirit it is in truth, but more than the sum thereof.
It is the live coal plucked from the altar to lay upon thy lips, to cleanse thee and to lift thee to the hill called Vision.

Hold fast to thy dream!
In the hour of gladness it shall be as a flower that bloometh beside thee, asking nothing, but giving thee its perfume.
Rejoice therefore, if good things come to thee, but forget not thy dream!
For in the hour of travail it shall be as one that comforteth,
As the beam of a lighthouse cleaving the dazzle of tropic lightning. As strong wine to him that fainteth by the way.
And if it needs be, sacrifice for thy dream—through the dark valley of evil days—through all lies and the strange faces of unfamiliar truth. Though thy heart fail thee let thy dream be lifted to the stars for thy faith's sake—which is for God's sake;
Yea, if brother or friend or lover fail thee, grieve not long, for it is a little thing—not their unfaith, but thine, can cast thee down.
Hold fast to thy dream, O Dreamer!

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