Tuesday, May 15, 2001

He Bids His Beloved Be At Peace Comments

Rating: 3.5

I HEAR the Shadowy Horses, their long manes a-shake,
Their hoofs heavy with tumult, their eyes glimmering white;
The North unfolds above them clinging, creeping night,
The East her hidden joy before the morning break,
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William Butler Yeats
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William Butler Yeats

William Butler Yeats

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