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Aedh desea las telas del cielo

By W.B Yeats

Si tuviera los paños bordados del cielo,
Forjado con luz dorada y plateada,
El azul y los paños oscuros y oscuros.
De noche y luz y la media luz,
Extendería los lienzos bajo tus pies:
Pero yo, siendo pobre, sólo tengo mis sueños;
He esparcido mis sueños bajo tus pies;
Pisa con cuidado porque pisas mis sueños.

Aedh Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven

By. W,B 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.

Sonnet 133: Beshrew that heart that makes my heart to groan
BY WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE
Beshrew that heart that makes my heart to groan
For that deep wound it gives my friend and me:
Is’t not enough to torture me alone,
But slave to slavery my sweet’st friend must be?
Me from myself thy cruel eye hath taken,
And my next self thou harder hast engrossed;
Of him, myself, and thee I am forsaken,
A torment thrice threefold thus to be crossed.
Prison my heart in thy steel bosom's ward,
But then my friend's heart let my poor heart bail;
Whoe’er keeps me, let my heart be his guard:
Thou canst not then use rigour in my jail.
And yet thou wilt; for I, being pent in thee,
Perforce am thine, and all that is in me.

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