I had to look it up to see what this was from, so I thought I'd do the copy/paste work for anyone else who was interested.
He Wishes For The Cloths Of Heaven - William Butler Yeats
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.
Derby #245: Poetry Illustrated
He Wishes For The Cloths Of Heaven
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