If I ever asked to live a dream

Oh! If I ever asked to live a dream, It would be adjacent to a river stream where the topaz rays of the sun will beam. I will build myself a wooden cabin of dream.   Where hues of porcelain charmed elves will dwell. just hoping all of it is not some beautiful spell, Golden …

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Byzantium( W.B Yeats)

The unpurged images of day recede; The Emperor’s drunken soldiery are abed; Night resonance recedes, night-walkers’ song After great cathedral gong; A starlit or a moonlit dome disdains All that man is, All mere complexities, The fury and the mire of human veins. Before me floats an image, man or shade, Shade more than man, …