William Butler Yeats

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

Fragments - Poem by William Butler Yeats

I
LOCKE sank into a swoon;
The Garden died;
God took the spinning-jenny
Out of his side.

II
Where got I that truth?
Out of a medium's mouth.
Out of nothing it came,
Out of the forest loam,
Out of dark night where lay
The crowns of Nineveh.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 15, 2001



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