en
And he says , &quot; &quot; I &apos;ve got something else , but it may not be for you . &quot; &quot; He says this : &quot; &quot; Had I the heavens &apos; embroidered cloths , Enwrought with gold 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 . &quot; &quot; And every day , everywhere , our children spread their dreams beneath our feet .