That's lovely.
Tina
>From: Jon Corelis <[log in to unmask]>
>Reply-To: Poetryetc provides a venue for a dialogue relating to poetry and
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>Subject: Excerpt
>Date: Thu, 30 Mar 2006 19:40:31 -0600
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>From "The Old Age Of Queen Maeve"
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> by W. B. Yeats
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>Though now in her old age, in her young age
>She had been beautiful in that old way
>That's all but gone; for the proud heart is gone,
>And the fool heart of the counting-house fears all
>But soft beauty and indolent desire.
>She could have called over the rim of the world
>Whatever woman's lover had hit her fancy,
>And yet had been great-bodied and great-limbed,
>Fashioned to be the mother of strong children;
>And she'd had lucky eyes and high heart,
>And wisdom that caught fire like the dried flax,
>At need, and made her beautiful and fierce,
>Sudden and laughing.
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