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.
-- W.B. Yeats
(for St. Patrick's Day, with grateful thanks to C.C.)
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.
-- W.B. Yeats
(for St. Patrick's Day, with grateful thanks to C.C.)
One of my very favorite Yeat's poems.
ReplyDeleteThis poem broke my heart when I was 15 - before I even really had a heart at all.
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