William Butler Yeats (Уильям Батлер Йейтс)

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. 

1. Tom at Cruachan
2. Dream of a Blessed Spirit
3. The Ballad of Moll Magee
4. Parting
5. The Fairy Pendant

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