Thursday, May 29, 2014

I Have Spread My Dreams Under Your Feet

Aedh Wishes For The Cloths Of Heaven


W.B. Yeats

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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