HE WISHES FOR THE CLOTHS OF HEAVEN

Sat Aug 7, 2004, 5:24 AM

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.

W.B.Yeats

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`Misantropia Aug 7, 2004, 5:31:44 AM

Não admira que gostes...

*eluithil Aug 7, 2004, 6:25:56 AM

pois... é tão lindo... *sigh*

~Sunbear Aug 7, 2004, 6:44:54 AM

that's a nice poem

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