William Butler Yeats

(13 June 1865 – 28 January 1939 / County Dublin / Ireland)

A Stick Of Incense - Poem by William Butler Yeats

Whence did all that fury come?
From empty tomb or Virgin womb?
Saint Joseph thought the world would melt
But liked the way his finger smelt.


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  • Rookie Charlie Helms (11/26/2008 5:54:00 PM)

    I wash my fingers b-4 I smell! ! ! ! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 15, 2001



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