William Butler Yeats

He Thinks Of Those Who Have Spoken Evil

Of His Beloved

Half close your eyelids, loosen your hair, And dream about the great and their pride; They have spoken against you everywhere, But weigh this song with the great and their pride; I made it out of a mouthful of air, Their children's children shall say they have lied.

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