Fancies are but streams <br />Of vain pleasure: <br />They who by their dreams <br />True joys measure <br />Feasting, starve; laughing, weep; <br />Playing, smart. Whilst in sleep <br />Fools with shadows smiling, <br />Wake and find <br />Hopes like wind, <br />Idle hopes beguiling. <br />Thoughts fly away, Time hath past 'em; <br />Wake now, awake, see and taste 'em.<br /><br />Thomas Dekker<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fancies-are-but-streams/
