THE ARROW
de W.B.Yeats(2005)
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I thought of your beauty, and this arrow,
Made out of a wild thought,is in my marrow.
There\'s no man may look upon her,no man
As when newly grown to be a woman,
Tall and noble but with face and bossom
Delicate in colour as apple blossom.
This beauty\'s kinder,yet for a reason
I could weep that the old is uot of season.
Despre aceasta lucrare
- Autor
- W.B.Yeats
- Tip
- Poezie
- An
- 2005
- Cuvinte
- 63
- Citire
- 1 min
- Versuri
- 8
- Actualizat
Cum sa citezi
W.B.Yeats. “THE ARROW.” Clasici, Poezie.ro, https://poezie.ro/clasici/w-b-yeats/poezie/the-arrowIntrebari frecvente
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