William Butler Yeats

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

The Fish - Poem by William Butler Yeats

ALTHOUGH you hide in the ebb and flow
Of the pale tide when the moon has set,
The people of coming days will know
About the casting out of my net,
And how you have leaped times out of mind
Over the little silver cords,
And think that you were hard and unkind,
And blame you with many bitter words.

Topic(s) of this poem: fish


Comments about The Fish by William Butler Yeats

  • Brian Jani (5/17/2014 3:03:00 PM)


    A beautifully written poem. Keep it up Mr years (Report) Reply

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  • (4/22/2009 8:20:00 PM)


    Very meaningful.. this is real poetry (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 17, 2001

Poem Edited: Wednesday, March 4, 2015


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