He Wishes For The Cloths Of Heaven

He Wishes For The Cloths Of Heaven - William Butler Yeats (1865-1939)


Had I the heavens’ embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet ;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.


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