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    W B Yeats - He Wishes For The Clothes of Heaven

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    This 3 stanza poem describes spreading embroidered cloths of heaven under a lover's feet, but being poor, the speaker can only offer dreams instead. The speaker asks their lover to tread softly as they walk upon the speaker's dreams.

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    This 3 stanza poem describes spreading embroidered cloths of heaven under a lover's feet, but being poor, the speaker can only offer dreams instead. The speaker asks their lover to tread softly as they walk upon the speaker's dreams.

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    This 3 stanza poem describes spreading embroidered cloths of heaven under a lover's feet, but being poor, the speaker can only offer dreams instead. The speaker asks their lover to tread softly as they walk upon the speaker's dreams.

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    W B Yeats - He Wishes For The Clothes of Heaven

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    This 3 stanza poem describes spreading embroidered cloths of heaven under a lover's feet, but being poor, the speaker can only offer dreams instead. The speaker asks their lover to tread softly as they walk upon the speaker's dreams.

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    W B Yeats

    He wishes for the clothes of Heaven


    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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