William Butler Yeats (13 June 1865 – 28 January 1939 / County Dublin / Ireland)
Two Years Later
HAS no one said those daring
Kind eyes should be more learn'd?
Or warned you how despairing
The moths are when they are burned?
I could have warned you; but you are young,
So we speak a different tongue.
O you will take whatever's offered
And dream that all the world's a friend,
Suffer as your mother suffered,
Be as broken in the end.
But I am old and you are young,
And I speak a barbarous tongue.
William Butler Yeats's Other Poems
- A Bronze Head
- A Coat
- A Cradle Song
- A Crazed Girl
- A Deep-Sworn Vow
- A Dialogue Of Self And Soul
- A Dramatic Poem
- A Dream Of Death
- A Drinking Song
- A Drunken Man's Praise Of Sobriety
- A Faery Song
- A First Confession
- A Friend's Illness
- A Last Confession
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