Castle Dream

I WANDERED dream-hung hallways, listening
To the faint echoes of the heart-harps' strings;
I found the secret chamber, where within
The Muse of Poetry to Genius sings.

From breathless hall to breathless hall I roamed,
Until came sneaking in the furtive dawn,
And the vast vapor castle of my dreams
Melted before the golden smiling Morn.
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