William Butler Yeats

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

Stream And Sun At Glendalough - Poem by William Butler Yeats

THROUGH intricate motions ran
Stream and gliding sun
And all my heart seemed gay:
Some stupid thing that I had done
Made my attention stray.
Repentance keeps my heart impure;
But what am I that dare
Fancy that I can
Better conduct myself or have more
Sense than a common man?
What motion of the sun or stream
Or eyelid shot the gleam
That pierced my body through?
What made me live like these that seem
Self-born, born anew?

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 16, 2001

Poem Edited: Wednesday, May 16, 2001

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