I Dreamt that I Dwelt

I dreamt that I dwelt in marble halls
With vassals and serfs at my side
And of all who assembled within those walls
That I was the hope and the pride.
I had riches too great to count, could boast
Of a high ancestral name,
But I also dreamt, which pleased me most,
That you loved me still the same.

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Cavalier lyric poet known for witty, elegant verse celebrating love, beauty, and the fleeting nature of life.

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