Tread Softly
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He Wishes For The Cloths Of Heaven by William Butler Yeats. 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.
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