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W. B. Yeats

W. B. Yeats

A Man Young and Old: III. the Mermaid

A mermaid found a swimming lad,
Picked him for her own,
Pressed her body to his body,
Laughed; and plunging down
Forgot in cruel happiness
That even lovers drown.

#Irish #NobelPrize #XIXCentury #XXCentury #1928 #TheTower

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