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Poem Title:  The Man Who Dreamed Of Faeryland

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: 
He stood among a crowd at Dromahair;
his heart hung all upon a silken dress,
and he had known at last some tenderness,
before earth took him to her stony care;
but when a man poured fish into a pile,
It Seemed they raised their little silver heads,
and sang what gold morning or evening sheds
upon a woven world-forgotten isle
where people love beside the ravelled seas;
that Time can never mar a lover's vows
under that woven changeless roof of boughs:
the singing shook him out of his new ease.
He wandered by the sands of Lissadell;
his mind ran all on money cares and fears,
and he had known at last some prudent years
before they heaped his grave under the hill;
but while he passed before a plashy place,
a lug-worm with its grey and muddy mouth
sang that somewhere to north or west or south
there dwelt a gay, exulting, gentle race
under the golden or the silver skies;
that if a dancer stayed his hungry foot
it seemed the sun and moon were in the fruit:
and at that singing he was no more wise.
He mused beside the well of scanavin,
he mused upon his mockers: without fail
his sudden vengeance were a country tale,
when earthy night had drunk his body in;
but one small knot-grass growing by the pool
sang where


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