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Jul 10, 2006 01:10

But I, being poor, have only my dreams. I have spread my dreams under your feet. Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

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penguin_beta July 10 2006, 05:10:57 UTC
I shall keep to the garden path, in order that your dreams might grow and flourish!

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The ! v_unusualsuspct July 10 2006, 20:41:59 UTC
Thats what I get for quoting poetry.
Someone quotes back and I must find where its from.

Have looked. Cannot find. Is it yours?

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Re: The ! penguin_beta July 10 2006, 21:53:00 UTC
I have no idea. It's something my sleep-addled, not-yet-caffeinated brain came up with. It doesn't seem familiar to my waking self, but I don't credit my non-waking self with much originality. But if Google doesn't know where it's from, then who does?

If it's any consolation, I don't recognize yours. What is it?

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v_unusualsuspct July 10 2006, 21:58:28 UTC
'He wishes for the cloths of heaven' by W.B. Yeats

Its the last couple of lines. Affective by themselves if you ask me.
How I found it. I am ashamed to admit that I was watching the movie Equilibrium the other night and a character quoted it.
I thought it was beautiful and went searching for it.

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