Reconciliation

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Reconciliation (:59)

by William Butler Yeats 

William Butler Yeats was born on this day in 1865

performed by Bob Gonzalez, rhapsode

Some may have blamed you that you took away
The verses that could move them on the day
When, the ears being deafened, the sight of the eyes blind 

With lightning you went from me, and I could find 

Nothing to make a song about but kings,
Helmets, and swords, and half-forgotten things
That were like memories of you—but now
We’ll out, for the world lives as long ago;
And while we’re in our laughing, weeping fit,
Hurl helmets, crowns, and swords into the pit.
But, dear, cling close to me; since you were gone,
My barren thoughts have chilled me to the bone.