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Poem by Arthur William Symons


The Loom of Dreams


I broider the world upon a loom,
I broider with dreams my tapestry;
Here in a little lonely room
I am master of earth and sea,
And the planets come to me.

I broider my life into the frame,
I broider my love, thread upon thread;
The world goes by with its glory and shame,
Crowns are bartered and blood is shed;
I sit and broider my dreams instead.

And the only world is the world of my dreams,
And my weaving the only happiness;
For what is the world but what it seems?
And who knows but that God, beyond our guess,
Sits weaving worlds out of loneliness? 



Arthur William Symons


Arthur William Symons's other poems:
  1. Serata Di Fiesta
  2. In The Temple
  3. Margery Of The Fens
  4. Benedictine
  5. Caprice


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