Aedh Wishes For the Cloths of Heaven

(Yeats sometimes called this poem "How to Lose the Girl.")

Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwroght with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-ligh,
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