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William Butler Yeats

The Green Helmet and Other Poems

    Menna Abu Zahraje citiralaпре 3 месеца
    Scene: A house made of logs. There are two windows at the back and a door which cuts off one of the corners of the room. Through the door one can see low rocks which make the ground outside higher than it is within, and beyond the rocks a misty moon-lit sea. Through the windows one can see nothing but the sea. There is a great chair at the opposite side to the door, and in front of it a table with cups and a flagon of ale. Here and there are stools.
    Menna Abu Zahraje citiralaпре 3 месеца
    Yet would be now, could I but have my wish,
    Colder and dumber and deafer than a fish.
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    Its flesh being wild, and it again
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    Imitated from Ronsard
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    With emerald eyes.”
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    Put off that mask of burning gold
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    ’Twere politic to do the like by these;
    But where’s the wild dog that has praised his fleas?
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    I look at you, and I sigh.
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    That’s all we shall know for truth
    Before we grow old and die.
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    The fascination of what’s difficult
    Has dried the sap out of my veins, and rent
    Spontaneous joy and natural content
    Out of my heart.
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    THE FASCINATION OF WHAT’S DIFFICULT
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    Yet she, singing upon her road,
    Half lion, half child, is at peace.
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    A secret between you two,
    Between the proud and the proud.
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    That in the blinding light beyond the grave
    We’ll find so good a thing as that we have lost?
    Menna Abu Zahraje citiralaпре 3 месеца
    And I that have not your faith, how shall I know
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    And while we’re in our laughing, weeping fit,
    Hurl helmets, crowns, and swords into the pit.
    Menna Abu Zahraje citiralaпре 3 месеца
    Nothing to make a song about but kings,
    Helmets, and swords, and half-forgotten things
    Menna Abu Zahraje citiralaпре 3 месеца
    Was there another Troy for her to burn?
    Menna Abu Zahraje citiralaпре 3 месеца
    NO SECOND TROY

    Why should I blame her that she filled my days
    With misery, or that she would of late
    Have taught to ignorant men most violent ways,
    Or hurled the little streets upon the
    Menna Abu Zahraje citiralaпре 3 месеца
    Had they but courage equal to desire?
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