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Random Poem of the Day

1  If there were dreams to sell,
2    What would you buy?
3Some cost a passing bell;
4    Some a light sigh,
5That shakes from Life's fresh crown
6Only a rose-leaf down.
7If there were dreams to sell,
8Merry and sad to tell,
9And the crier rang the bell,
10    What would you buy?
11  A cottage lone and still,
12    With bowers nigh,
13Shadowy, my woes to still,
14    Until I die.
15Such pearl from Life's fresh crown
16Fain would I shake me down.
17Were dreams to have at will,
18This would best heal my ill,
19    This would I buy.