Day 2. He wishes for the cloths of heaven. W.H.Yates.

Day 2. He wishes for the cloths of heaven, by W.B.Yeats.

Had I 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