Poetry: He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven by W. B. Yeats

He Wishes for the cloths of Heaven

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.

2 thoughts on “Poetry: He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven by W. B. Yeats

    1. Thank you – I am glad you like it.

      I’m making my way through poetry finding bits that hit me; I think it is the latter half of the poem that really melts my heart.

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