He Thinks Of His Past Greatness When A Part Of The Constellations Of Heaven
I have drunk ale from the Country of the Young And weep because I know all things now: I have been a hazel-tree, and they hung The Pilot Star and the Crooked Plough Among my leaves in times out of mind: I became a rush that horses tread: I became a man, a hater of the wind, Knowing one, out of all things, alone, that his head May not lie on the breast nor his lips on thc hair Of the woman that he loves, until he dies. O beast of the wilderness, bird of the air, Must I endure your amorous cries?
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"I have drunk ale from the Country of the Young..."
This evocative piece by William Butler Yeats, titled "He Thinks Of His Past Greatness When A Part Of The Constellations Of Heaven", represents a masterful exploration of classic. The lines capture a profound emotional resonance... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...