Had We 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,
We would spread the cloths under our feet:
But We, being poor, have only our dreams;
We have spread our dreams under our feet;
Tread softly because We tread on our dreams.
"And We" (Usher), a meditation on "Aedh Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven" W. B. Yeats (1865 – 1939), Irish poet and playwright
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Nocturne: illuminations, oil on canvas. Usher. 2021.
A studio study of Nocturne in black and gold, (1874). Whistler. Detroit Institute of the Arts.
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