He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven Author: William Butler Yeats
Had I the heaven's 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.
He wishes for the cloths of heaven (W.B.Yeats) Happy Hour Rose
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One of the most beautiful love poems ever written. The lover wishes for all to lay before his/her beloved, even in poverty he/she will lay their hopes and dreams at his/her feet and leave themselves vulnerable to rejection. To all, tread softly.