A First Confession
I admit the briar Entangled in my hair Did not injure me; My blenching and trembling, Nothing but dissembling, Nothing but coquetry. I long for truth, and yet I cannot stay from that My better self disowns, For a mans attention Brings such satisfaction To the craving in my bones. Brightness that I pull back From the Zodiac, Why those questioning eyes That are fixed upon me? What can they do but shun me If empty night replies?
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"I admit the briar..."
Exploring the themes of classic, William Butler Yeats delivers a powerful performance in "A First Confession"... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...