He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven by Yeats

He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven

 

WB Yeats

 

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.

 

他祈望天國的繡錦

 

倘我有天國的繡錦，

穿梭著金絲銀線，

那蔚藍，青，黝的繡錦

映著夜，日，暮光的斑瀾，

我當鋪這繡錦在你腳下：

而我， 貧微， 唯有織夢； 

織夢在你腳下；

請輕踏， 輕踏入我的織夢。