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;    

very nice. words to live by...
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