Ay, workman, make me a dream,

Ay, workman, make me a dream,
A dream for my love.
Cunningly weave sunlight,
Breezes, and flowers.
Let it be of the cloth of meadows.
And -- good workman --
And let there be a man walking thereon.

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Naturalist novelist and poet, author of The Red Badge of Courage, known for stark, imagistic verse.

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