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On The Garden Wall

 Oh, once I walked a garden 
In dreams.
'Twas yellow grass.
And many orange-trees grew there In sand as white as glass.
The curving, wide wall-border Was marble, like the snow.
I walked that wall a fairy-prince And, pacing quaint and slow, Beside me were my pages, Two giant, friendly birds.
Half swan they were, half peacock.
They spake in courtier-words.
Their inner wings a charriot, Their outer wings for flight, They lifted me from dreamland.
We bade those trees good-night.
Swiftly above the stars we rode.
I looked below me soon.
The white-walled garden I had ruled Was one lone flower—the moon.

Poem by Vachel Lindsay
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