I am the man of a thousand loves;
A thousand loves have I;
And all my loves are white winged doves,
That into my soul will fly.
I am the man of a thousand friends
Of tuneful memory;
And each of them spends delicate ends
Of a brilliant day with me.
And all my gifts are magical words
That sing sweet songs to me;
And the sensitive words are caroling birds
In the garden of imagery.
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