Song Composed in a Dream

I built me a house, with a mountain above,
A stream and a willow, a bird and a love.

The mountain was high. The stream it was fleet.
The willow was gentle. The bird-song was sweet.

The love she was dark-eyed, and snowy her breast.
And she was my joy, and my dusk, and my rest.
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