Quote by Conrad Aiken

What was this dream we had, a dream of music, Music that rose from the opening earth like magic And shook its beauty upon us and died away? The long cold streets extend once more before us. The red sun drops, the walls grow grey.


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Summary

This quote evokes a sense of nostalgia and longing for a lost dream. It reflects on the power of music to ignite feelings of wonder and beauty, as if it appeared magically from the depths of the earth. However, as time passes, the enchantment fades away, leaving only the mundane reality of long, cold streets and fading sunlight. The quote encapsulates the fleeting nature of dreams and the transient nature of artistic inspiration.

By Conrad Aiken
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