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.
Note: The speaker of the poem is a character of the poet's myth, Aedh who is pale, lovelorn, and in the thrall of La belle dame sans merci. 'Aedh' is replaced in volumes of Yeats's collected poetry by a more generic 'he.'
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