Wallpaper:
I cried in my dream, O i{women, bid the young men lay}
i{Their heads on your knees, and drown their eyes with your fair,}
i{Or remembering hers they will find no other face fair}
i{Till all the valleys of the world have been withered away.}
[Excerpt from: He Tells Of A Valley Full Of Lovers by William Butler Yeats]