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 upon my dreams.

——William Butler Yeats

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