Poem Fix of the Day. July 7th, 2011.

In my opinion, William Butler Yeats is about as good as it gets.

We and the laboring world are passing by:

Amid men’s souls, that waver and give place

Like the pale waters in their wintry race,

Under the passing stars, foam of the sky,

Lives on this lonely face.

–W.B. Yeats, from The Rose of the World.

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