Men Improve with the Years - By Yeats
I am worn out with dreams;
A weather-worn marble triton
Among the streams;
And all day long I look
Upon this lady's beauty
As though I had found in a book
A pictured beauty,
Pleased to have filled the eyes
Or the discerning ears,
Delighted to be but wise,
For men improve with the years;
And yet, and yet,
Is this my dream or the truth?
O would that we had met
When I had my burning youth!
But I grow old among dreams,
A weather-worn marble triton
Among the streams.
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This one is for little Aishah's poem collection, with much love from Uncle Stingray. I hope her mummy will copy this down, for her,...
A weather-worn marble triton
Among the streams;
And all day long I look
Upon this lady's beauty
As though I had found in a book
A pictured beauty,
Pleased to have filled the eyes
Or the discerning ears,
Delighted to be but wise,
For men improve with the years;
And yet, and yet,
Is this my dream or the truth?
O would that we had met
When I had my burning youth!
But I grow old among dreams,
A weather-worn marble triton
Among the streams.
**********************************************************
This one is for little Aishah's poem collection, with much love from Uncle Stingray. I hope her mummy will copy this down, for her,...
posted by Stingrayz | 3:25 AM
2 Comments:
Done love. Aisyah will love it and I'll tell her all about the great Uncle Stingray one day.
Intan:
There's nothing great about Uncle Stingray, as you well know. You need to be good enough, to be great, right?..;)
My love and kisses to both Aishah and the adorable little Mr. Wanna-Wanna. I miss them loads,....
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