William Butler Yeats (13 June 1865 – 28 January 1939 / County Dublin / Ireland)
Poems by William Butler Yeats : 3 / 402
A Cradle Song
THE angels are stooping
Above your bed;
They weary of trooping
With the whimpering dead.
God's laughing in Heaven
To see you so good;
The Sailing Seven
Are gay with His mood.
I sigh that kiss you,
For I must own
That I shall miss you
When you have grown.
William Butler Yeats
Submitted: Tuesday, May 15, 2001
Edited: Tuesday, May 15, 2001
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Poems by William Butler Yeats : 3 / 402
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Fine poem. The cradle song is good enough only when the babe is babe. When it is grown up the distance is wide. the last lines mean that.
Such a cute poem! Fabulous! Children are angels but when they grow up they shed their wings.