"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 becuase you tread on my dreams"
- William Butler Yeats