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
Painting:
Dreams_George Rochegrosse
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This post in future will realease.soon,not long ,yes it is!.but enough to show how is the Belle Dame of John Keats.What's the point?I really fell in love with this poem of Will Yeats
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