William Butler Yeats

County Dublin / Ireland
William Butler Yeats
County Dublin / Ireland
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The Mountain Tomb

Rating: 3.5
POUR wine and dance if manhood still have pride,
Bring roses if the rose be yet in bloom;
The cataract smokes upon the mountain side,
Our Father Rosicross is in his tomb.
Pull down the blinds, bring fiddle and clarionet
That there be no foot silent in the room
Nor mouth from kissing, nor from wine unwet;
Our Father Rosicross is in his tomb.
In vain, in pain; the cataract still cries;
The everlasting taper lights the gloom;
All wisdom shut into his onyx eyes,
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Dr Antony Theodore 01 February 2020
In vain, in pain; the cataract still cries; The everlasting taper lights the gloom; All wisdom shut into his onyx eyes, Our Father Rosicross sleeps in his tomb. very fine poem. tony
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Tapan M. Saren 15 April 2017
Very beautiful poem indeed...
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