W.B. Yeats (1865–1939), He Wishes For the Cloths of Heaven, "Tread softly because you tread on my dreams"

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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 (1865–1939), He Wishes For the Cloths of Heaven









William Butler Yeats biography, works and poetry index
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Τότε θα σου αρέσει και αυτό:

We are such stuff
as dreams are made on, and our little life
is rounded with a sleep.

William Shakespeare, The Tempest





 

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