The Golden Darkness/Roofs

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ROOFS.

Dream, O men, to reach the sky,
Build your roofs and build them high;
From the earth where soft grass drowses
Take the rock to build your houses;
From the plains where beauty roams
Take the shadows for your homes;
Build and dream to reach the sky,—
Dreams are dear, but truth is dearer,—
If your roofs were not so high,
Oh, your blue sky would be nearer!