Dirge for Jamis

Do you wrestle with dreams?
Do you contend with shadows?
Do you move in a kind of sleep?
Time has slipped away.
Your life is stolen.
You tarried with trifles,
Victim of your folly.

-Dirge for Jamis on the Funeral Plain, from "The Songs of Muad'Dib" by the Princess Irulan.
(From Dune by Frank Herbert)