Yeats in Equilibrium

[windmaster4353]

no you're not, you don't even know the meaning. Its just a vestigial word for a feeling you've never felt.

[FunkMental]

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.