Tag: Sailing to Byzantium

June 13th Birthday Love: W. B. Yeats

Sailing to Byzantium I That is no country for old men. The youngIn one another’s arms, birds in the trees,—Those dying generations—at their song,The salmon-falls, the mackerel-crowded seas,Fish, flesh, or fowl, commend all summer longWhatever is begotten, born, and dies.Caught in that sensual music all neglectMonuments of unageing intellect. II An aged man is but …

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