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A Poet to his Beloved

William Butler YeatsApr 22, 2018'Command+D' Bookmark this page

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I bring you with reverent hands

The books of my numberless dreams;

White woman that passion has worn

As the tide wears the dove-gray sands,

And with heart more old than the horn

That is brimmed from the pale fire of time:

White woman with numberless dreams

I bring you my passionate rhyme.

 

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