Thursday, October 9, 2008

My favorite poem

Now playing:
Ray Lynch - Rhythm In The Pews
via FoxyTunes
He wishes for the Cloths of Heaven- W.B. Yeates

Had I the heaven's 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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