He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven

[Mephisto]

I will say again: I DID NOT WRITE THIS. I do like this one, though.

 

W. B. Yeats

He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven

 

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.

[mal]

I like that. =)

 

x3 Mal