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CLOUDS
- CURLY clouds of snowy white,
- Fleecy islands in the light,
- Prettier than cotton‐wool,
- Come and be my bed to‐night.
- E’en a king would not disdain
- Golden cloud for counterpane,
- White ones for the sheets so cool,
- Pillows like a silken skein!
- Oh! to sleep and dream, and wake
- With the cloud’s first morning shake,
- Hear the broad Earth stir below,
- Watch the shining daylight break!
- Lying safe upon my cloud,
- Feeling like a fairy proud,
- Sailing softly I should go,
- Singing like the larks aloud!
