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The Wild Swans At Coole

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THE trees are in their autumn beauty,
The woodland paths are dry,
Under the October twilight the water
Mirrors a still sky;
Upon the brimming water among the stones
Are nine-and-fifty Swans.
The nineteenth autumn has come upon me
Since I first made my count;
I saw, before I had well finished,
All suddenly mount
And scatter wheeling in great broken rings
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Edmond Sheehy 04 January 2019
Call and response to Yeats one century later: https: //www.poemhunter.com/poem/winter-ritual/
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Jeanie Leyba 04 July 2016
Very good and beautiful well written and creative
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Soumita Sarkar 05 January 2016
An amazing poem on the theme of ageing....growing old can never be so graceful.....
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Full of feelings.....................................................................................!
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