The Palace of Art
I built, and closed within myself, the Hall
Of vanity, and I did this and thought
The rooms were fair, and the great windows shone,
And all the walls inwoven with gold cloth,
And gems, and tapestries, and minstrelsy,
And all the life I wished, and all I dreamed,
And all the men and women I would be,
And all the things I would do and see.
And I made myself a part of all and dreamed
I was the king, and the queen, and the pair,
And the court, and the people, and the throng,
And the music, and the dance, and the song.
Of vanity, and I did this and thought
The rooms were fair, and the great windows shone,
And all the walls inwoven with gold cloth,
And gems, and tapestries, and minstrelsy,
And all the life I wished, and all I dreamed,
And all the men and women I would be,
And all the things I would do and see.
And I made myself a part of all and dreamed
I was the king, and the queen, and the pair,
And the court, and the people, and the throng,
And the music, and the dance, and the song.