“I had a dream that was not all a dream.”– from Darkness by Lord Byron.
Lord Byron’s 1816 poem is depressingly end-of-the-worldy, no doubt influenced by his visitor Mary Godwin Shelley, whose darkly psychological outpourings that stormy summer on the shores of Lake Geneva became the novel Frankenstein, or the Modern Prometheus. But fear not, we borrowed the poem’s line not because we share Byron’s vision of a nightmare future, but because it perfectly captures our journey of years to bring our ideas and imagination into the world of the real.
Besides, we just like all things dream-related.
Here’s a dream-themed poem that gives the Steampunk Raven nightmares:
Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged that cannot fly.
—Dreams, Langston Hughes, 1923
This little line from Lord Dunsany’s 1924 fantasy novel, The King of Elfland’s Daughter, is pretty Dream On-worthy, too: “And suddenly her feet half rested, half floated upon the floor. Earth scarcely held her down, so fast was she becoming a thing of dreams.”
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