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.
One of my favorite poems.. Written by William Butler Yeats. He wrote it for Maud Gonne- the great unrequited love of his life.
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