William Butler Yeats

County Dublin / Ireland
William Butler Yeats
County Dublin / Ireland

A Song

Rating: 2.9
I THOUGHT no more was needed
Youth to polong
Than dumb-bell and foil
To keep the body young.

O who could have foretold
That thc heart grows old?

Though I have many words,
What woman's satisfied,
I am no longer faint
Because at her side?

O who could have foretold
That the heart grows old?

I have not lost desire
But the heart that I had;
I thOught 'twould burn my body
Laid on the death-bed,

For who could have foretold
That the heart grows old?
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COMMENTS
Kumarmani Mahakul 16 December 2020
Desire is not lost. Hope is still alive. We live with greater hope and responsibility. This poem is very interestingly penned. A nice song of the day today we have found.
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Khairul Ahsan 16 December 2020
My views are similar to those of Robert Murray Smith's. A selected poem of a famous poet should not contain typographical error and remain unedited this long. The low rating given to this poem goes not to the poet but the selector(s) .
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Mahtab Bangalee 16 December 2020
I have not lost desire But the heart that I had; I thOught 'twould burn my body Laid on the death-bed, For who could have foretold That the heart grows old? /// beautiful poem penned; growing old mind can do nothing for self and others; haggard mind can do nothing for the welfare being of the country or universe; indeed always the active green youthful mind is the power of the universe even in it is on the chariot of old age/// great poem penned on the praising of youth foretold
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Alone Soulmate 16 December 2020
the heart does not grow old when you are with your soulmate it does when you are alone have u found your soulmate
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Luis Estable 16 December 2020
, Yes the heart ages, too, despise of our romantic nations of it.
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Gangadharan Nair Pulingat 16 December 2020
A great poem from Yeats I likes
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Edward Kofi Louis 16 April 2018
At her side! ! Thanks for sharing.
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Nudershada Cabanes 16 April 2018
For who could have foretold That the heart grows old? No one can foretell the future. Aging is an experience to be lived and enjoyed.
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Savita Tyagi 16 April 2018
Life unfolds as we walk through it. None of forsee much though it has been there before us and would be there after us. What we experience is the only thing that matters.
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Anil Kumar Panda 16 April 2018
Everyone is going to be old and die. Nice poem. Enjoyed.
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