GOD grant a blessing on this tower and cottage <br />And on my heirs, if all remain unspoiled, <br />No table or chair or stool not simple enough <br />For shepherd lads in Galilee; and grant <br />That I myself for portions of the year <br />May handle nothing and set eyes on nothing <br />But what the great and passionate have used <br />Throughout so many varying centuries <br />We take it for the norm; yet should I dream <br />Sinbad the sailor's brought a painted chest, <br />Or image, from beyond the Loadstone Mountain, <br />That dream is a norm; and should some limb of the Devil <br />Destroy the view by cutting down an ash <br />That shades the road, or setting up a cottage <br />Planned in a government office, shorten his life, <br />Manacle his soul upon the Red Sea bottom.<br /><br />William Butler Yeats<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-prayer-on-going-into-my-house/
