Wednesday, 11 July 2007

He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven, by WB Yeats

We hear the poems of William Butler Yeats and we hear lines we've heard before and somehow felt we've always known. 'Cloths of Heaven' contains the wonderfully evocative line, "Tread softly because you tread on my dreams."

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

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