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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 cloth

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 1Uflet1Bx+Fj2oHxG52GxyTi4s2bnGtJgSQU5gGotR+ba9W2vbn9Ub/k4xmpZd8O

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