Had I the heavens embroidered cloths
Enwrought with golden and silver light
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
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.
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
By: William Butler Yeats. Published in 1899 in hir third volume of poetry, The Wind Among the Reeds.
