Κατηγορία : W.B. Yeats

He Wishes for the Cloths 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.


William Butler Yeats

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THOUGHT of the DAY

The older I grow, the more I tend to believe that my mental stability is directly proportional to 2 things : her presence and the amount of code I’m writing.

10/05/2012