Monday, January 13, 2003

A First Confession Comments

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I admit the briar
Entangled in my hair
Did not injure me;
My blenching and trembling,
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William Butler Yeats
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Ratnakar Mandlik 12 July 2019

What they can do but shun me If empty night replies?

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* Sunprincess * 15 November 2013

a nicely written confession...would love to have read a few more stanza's of this intriguing poem :)

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Clorissa Lepe 29 November 2012

How he speaks with such honesty and yet such grace. His confessions and admittances are always to universal and timeless. How we betray ourselves for want of attention.

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Clorissa Lepe 29 November 2012

How he speaks with such honesty and yet such grace. His confessions and admittances are always to universal and timeless. How we betray ourselves for want of attention.

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Clorissa Lepe 29 November 2012

How he speaks with such honesty and yet such grace. His confessions and admittances are always to universal and timeless. How we betray ourselves for want of attention.

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William Rodenberg 22 June 2009

how true. the thirst for attention does lead to the unintentional desertion of rational doings. how clever and emotionally complex this man was. how i yearn to write as he does

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William Butler Yeats

William Butler Yeats

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