He Wishes For The Cloths Of Heaven
by William Butler Yeats
Okay, hate to be sentimental, but this is the very first poem that I added to American Literature. I am a big fan of the 1987 movie, 84, Charing Cross Road. 'Nuff said about that. This is a beautiful poem. Enjoy it.
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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