He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven

Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

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.

-W. B. Yeats

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It goes away,

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एक दिन हमारे मिलने का पता होगा,कोई तो �

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हरी भरी धरती हो

नीला आसमान रहे

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"Hope" is the thing with feathers -

That perches in the soul -

And sings the tune

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No other friend is quite like you.

No other friend could do exactly what you do.

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Though there's nothing I can do.

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