He says this: "Had I the heavens' 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."
Viņš raksta šādi: „Ja būtu man debesu pušķotas drānas, Rakstītas zelta un sidraba gaismā Ar zilu un pelēku, tumšu un melnu. Es noklātu šīs drānas tev pie kājām. Bet es būdams nabags, varu dot tikai savus sapņus. Es klāju tos tev pie kājām. Ej liegi, jo tu min manus sapņus.”