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I bid you welcome, Friend! This thought is joy to me: that you / should seek my sympathy, at the day's end. My walls -- they will / enfold you with tenderness and grace. Maternal arms are they to hold / you in warm and safe embrace. Here you may cast aside the cares you / had; discard them like old garments, drab and worn. In robes of / peace, until to-morrow morn, now be you clad! See what sweet dreams / I have called forth for you. They are the lovely shadows in the / room; and on the walls, like fairy flowers they'll bloom, the whole / night through. And some will hover gently o'er your head; and some / press softly 'gainst your sleeping heart; and you will travel to a / magic mart -- a Dreamship is your bed. I bid you welcome, Guest! Hold / out your hands to me, a loving friend. For now, Tired Soul, the day / is at an end -- and I will give you rest.