by William Butler Yeats (1865 - 1939)

O sweet everlasting Voices, be still
Language: English 
O sweet everlasting Voices, be still;
Go to the guards of the heavenly fold
And bid them wander obeying your will,
Flame under flame, till Time be no more;
Have you not heard that our hearts are old,
That you call in birds, in wind on the hill,
In shaken boughs, in tide on the shore?
O sweet everlasting Voices, be still.

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First published in New Review (January 1896), revised 1899

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Researcher for this text: David K. Smythe

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