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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE MEDITATION OF THE OLD FISHERMAN, by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: You waves, though you dance by my feet like children at play Last Line: When I was a boy with never a crack in my heart. Alternate Author Name(s): Yeats, W. B. Subject(s): Fish & Fishing; Anglers | |||
You waves, though you dance by my feet like children at play, Though you glow and you glance, though you purr and you dart; In the Junes that were warmer than these are, the waves were more gay, When I was a boy with never a crack in my heart. The herring are not in the tides as they were of old; My sorrow! for many a creak gave the creel in the cart That carried the take to Sligo town to be sold, When I was a boy with never a crack in my heart. And ah, you proud maiden, you are not so fair when his oar Is heard on the water, as they were, the proud and apart, Who paced in the eve by the nets on pebbly shore, When I was a boy with never a crack in my heart. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...JOURNEY INTO THE EYE by DAVID LEHMAN THE GREAT BLACK HERON by DENISE LEVERTOV ISLA MUJERES by WILLIAM MATTHEWS SCHOOLS OF LITTLE FISH by MARVIN BELL TWO PICTURES OF A LEAF by MARVIN BELL OF FISH AND FISHERMEN by JOHN CIARDI SIXTEEN DEAD MEN by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS |
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