William Butler Yeats

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

No Second Troy - Poem by William Butler Yeats

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WHY should I blame her that she filled my days
With misery, or that she would of late
Have taught to ignorant men most violent ways,
Or hurled the little streets upon the great.
Had they but courage equal to desire?
What could have made her peaceful with a mind
That nobleness made simple as a fire,
With beauty like a tightened bow, a kind
That is not natural in an age like this,
Being high and solitary and most stern?
Why, what could she have done, being what she is?
Was there another Troy for her to burn?


Comments about No Second Troy by William Butler Yeats

  • Rookie Mohammad Jalal Hossain (8/23/2013 9:10:00 AM)

    Tx a lot...... It will help me tto well in my xms.Tx again. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Adrian Mullane (6/14/2010 9:41:00 PM)

    wonder how his wife felt when he was pining over this woman all that time? did she feel he settled for her? (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 15, 2001

Poem Edited: Tuesday, May 15, 2001


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