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Poem Title:  The Indian Upon God

Poem Category:  General Poems

Poet:  William Butler Yeats

Poet Biography: 
William Butler Yeats (1865-1939) was a poet whose influences include The Occult, symbolism and Irish political independance



Poem: 
I passed along the water's edge below the humid trees,
my spirit rocked in evening light, the rushes round my
knees,
my spirit rocked in sleep and sighs; and saw the moor-
fowl pace
all dripping on a grassy slope, and saw them cease to
chase
each other round in circles, and heard the eldest speak:
who holds the world between his bill and made us strong or
weak
is an undying moorfowl, and he lives beyond the sky.
The rains are from his dripping wing, the moonbeams from
his eye.
I passed a little further on and heard a lotus talk:
Who made the world and ruleth it, he hangeth on a stalk,
for I am in his image made, and all this tinkling tide
is but a sliding drop of rain between his petals wide.
A little way within the gloom a roebuck raised his eyes
brimful of starlight, and he said: The stamper of the
Skies,
he is a gentle roebuck; for how else,I pray, could he
conceive a thing so sad and soft, a gentle thing like me?
I passed a little further on and heard a peacock say:
Who made the grass and made the worms and made my feathers
gay,
he is a monstrous peacock, and he waveth all the night
his languid tail above us, lit with myriad spots of ilight.


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