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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=508390" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Imagination</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=508390" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">A gaunt and hoary slab of stone<br> I found in desert place,<br>And wondered why it lay alone<br> In that abandoned place.<br>Said I: 'Maybe a Palace stood<br> Where now the lizards crawl,<br>With courts of musky quietude<br> And turrets tall.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=508390" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Maybe where low the vultures wing<br> 'Mid mosque and minaret,<br>The proud pavilion of a King<br> Was luminously set.<br>'Mid fairy fountains, alcoves dim,<br> Upon a garnet throne<br>He ruled,--and now all trace of him<br> Is just this stone.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=508390" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Ah well, I've done with wandering,<br> But from a blousy bar<br>I see with drunk imagining<br> A Palace like a star.<br>I build it up from one grey stone<br> With gardens hanging high,<br>And dream . . . Long, long ere Babylon<br> It's King was I.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Robert+William+Service">Robert William Service</a></strong></div>

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