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: | 5 |
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
(quoteado tambien en equilibrium :) )
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