HAD I the heavens' embroidered cloths, Enwrought with the golden and silver light, The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
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HAD I the heavens' embroidered cloths, Enwrought with the golden and silver light, The blue and the dim and the dark cloths Of night and light and half-light, I would spread the cloths under your feet But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams beneath your feet; Tread softly because you tread on my dreams...