William Butler Yeats

Ireland
13 Jun 1865 // 28 Jan 1939
Poet

O but we dreamed to mend
Whatever mischief seemed
To afflict mankind, but now
That winds of winter blow
Learn that we were crack-pated when we dreamed.

The Tower, 1928. Nineteen Hundred and Nineteen


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