poet William Butler Yeats

William Butler Yeats

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Crazy Jane Grown Old Looks At The Dancers

I found that ivory image there
Dancing with her chosen youth,
But when he wound her coal-black hair
As though to strangle her, no scream
Or bodily movement did I dare,
Eyes under eyelids did so gleam;
Love is like the lion's tooth.

When She, and though some said she played
I said that she had danced heart's truth,
Drew a knife to strike him dead,
I could but leave him to his fate;
For no matter what is said
They had all that had their hate;
Love is like the lion's tooth.

Did he die or did she die?
Seemed to die or died they both?
God be with the times when I
Cared not a thraneen for what chanced
So that I had the limbs to try
Such a dance as there was danced -
Love is like the lion's tooth.

Topic(s) of this poem: dance

Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003
Poem Edited: Thursday, December 25, 2014

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  • Adeeb AlfatehAdeeb Alfateh (7/19/2019 12:32:00 AM)

    Did he die or did she die?
    Seemed to die or died they both?
    God be with the times when I
    Cared not a thraneen for what chanced
    So that I had the limbs to try
    Such a dance as there was danced -
    Love is like the lion's tooth.

    superb loving crazy poem
    crazy love 10+++++++++++++++++++++++++++

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  • Castellenas JohnCastellenas John (3/26/2019 3:04:00 PM)

    Mr. Yeats could write. A entertaining poem.

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