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by William Butler Yeats (1865 - 1939)

The scholars 
Language: English 
Bald heads forgetful of their sins,
Old, learned, respectable bald heads
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That young men, tossing on their beds,
Rhymed out in love's despair
To flatter beauty's ignorant ear.

All shuffle there; all cough in ink;
All wear the carpet with their shoes;
All think what other people think;
All know the man their neighbour knows.
Lord, what would they say --
Did their Catullus walk that way?

Second (and later) of two versions.


Text Authorship:

  • by William Butler Yeats (1865 - 1939), "The scholars" [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]

Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):

  • by Joseph Eidson , "The scholars", 2013 [soprano (or tenor) and piano], from Amhráin as an Linn Dubh. Songs From the Black Pool, no. 4. [
     text verified 1 time
    ]

Another version of this text exists in the database.

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Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]

This text was added to the website: 2014-01-10
Line count: 12
Word count: 71

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