William Butler Yeats

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

The Collar-Bone Of A Hare - Poem by William Butler Yeats

WOULD I could cast a sad on the water
Where many a king has gone
And many a king's daughter,
And alight at the comely trees and the lawn,
The playing upon pipes and the dancing,
And learn that the best thing is
To change my loves while dancing
And pay but a kiss for a kiss.
I would find by the edge of that water
The collar-bone of a hare
Worn thin by the lapping of water,
And pierce it through with a gimlet, and stare
At the old bitter world where they marry in churches,
And laugh over the untroubled water
At all who marry in churches,
Through the white thin bone of a hare.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 17, 2001

Poem Edited: Thursday, May 17, 2001

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