I will make you brooches and toys for your delight <br />Of bird-song at morning and star-shine at night. <br />I will make a palace fit for you and me <br />Of green days in forests and blue days at sea. <br /> <br />I will make my kitchen, and you shall keep your room, <br />Where white flows the river and bright blows the broom, <br />And you shall wash your linen and keep your body white <br />In rainfall at morning and dewfall at night. <br /> <br />And this shall be for music when no one else is near, <br />The fine song for singing, the rare song to hear! <br />That only I remember, that only you admire, <br />Of the broad road that stretches and the roadside fire.<br /><br />Robert Louis Stevenson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-will-make-you-brooches/
