Old London Bridge - Only for Poets

Old London  Bridge - Only  for Poets
Connecting the Poets who digging heart of me Still death - Sabarnasri

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Friday, May 29, 2009

W.B.Yeats - THE APPARITIONS

LAST POEMS

THE APPARITIONS

BECAUSE there is safety in derision
I talked about an apparition,
I took no trouble to convince,
Or seem plausible to a man of sense.
Distrustful of that popular eye
Whether it be bold or sly.
i{Fifteen apparitions have I seen;}
i{The worst a coat upon a coat-hanger.}

I have found nothing half so good
As my long-planned half solitude,
Where I can sit up half the night
With some friend that has the wit
Not to allow his looks to tell
When I am unintelligible.
i{Fifteen apparitions have I seen;}
i{The worst a coat upon a coat-hanger.}

When a man grows old his joy
Grows more deep day after day,
His empty heart is full at length,
But he has need of all that strength
Because of the increasing Night
That opens her mystery and fright.
i{Fifteen apparitions have I seen;}
i{The worst a coat upon a coat-hanger.}

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