by William Butler Yeats (1865 - 1939)

I have drunk ale from the Country of the...
Language: English 
I have drunk ale from the Country of the Young
And weep because I know all things now:
I have been a hazel tree and they hung
The Pilot Star and the Crooked Plough
Among my leaves in times out of mind:
I became a rush that horses tread:
I became a man, a hater of the wind,
Knowing one, out of all things, alone, that his head
[Would]1 not lie on the breast or his lips on the hair
Of the woman that he loves, until he dies;
[Although the rushes and the fowl of the air
Cry of his love with their pitiful cries.]2

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1 Liebermann: "May"
2 Liebermann: "O beast of the wilderness, bird of the air,/ Must I endure your amorous cries?"


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