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A Man Young And Old: I. First Love
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Though nurtured like the sailing moon
In beauty's murderous brood,
She walked awhile and blushed awhile
And on my pathway stood
Until I thought her body bore
A heart of flesh and blood.
But since I laid a hand thereon
And found a heart of stone
I have attempted many things
And not a thing is done,
For every hand is lunatic
That travels on the moon.
She smiled and that transfigured me
And left me but a lout,
Maundering here, and maundering there,
Emptier of thought
Than the heavenly circuit of its stars
When the moon sails out.
William Butler Yeats
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Faten Mohamad
(8/28/2007 1:36:00 PM) |
In fact it is a very wonderful poem that is full of many different feeling.by describing the woman who love.
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Ruby Root
(7/10/2006 9:32:00 PM) |
This was interesting he was not very lucky with his love. He is a writer with refinement and is cultivating. Excellent write.
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