Aedh

img_3009Aedh wishes for the Cloths of Heaven

By W. B. 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.

Originally published in The Wind Among the Reeds, The Bodley Head, 1899

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