Ay, workman, make me a dream,
A dream for my love.
Cunningly weave sunlight,
Breezes, and flowers.
Let it be of the cloth of meadows.
And — good workman —
And let there be a man walking thereon.

Analysis, meaning and summary of Stephen Crane's poem Ay, workman, make me a dream,

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