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W. B. Yeats

W. B. Yeats

The Lady’s First Song

I TURN round
Like a dumb beast in a show.
Neither know what I am
Nor where I go,
My language beaten
Into one name;
I am in love
And that is my shame.
What hurts the soul
My soul adores,
No better than a beast
Upon all fours.

#Irish #NobelPrize #XIXCentury #XXCentury

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