Tuesday, 1 February 2011

He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven

He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven
    HAD I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
    Enwrought with the golden and silver light,
    The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
    Of night and light and half-light,
    I would spread the cloths under your feet
    But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
    I have spread my dreams beneath your feet;
    Tread softly because you tread on my dreams...
    William Butler Yeats

(thank you to Mizzie Morawez for picture)

1 comment:

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