The Fascination Of Whats Difficult
The Fascination of whats difficult Has dried the sap out of my veins, and rent Spontaneous joy and natural content Out of my heart. Theres something ails our colt That must, as if it had not holy blood, Nor on an Olympus leaped from cloud to cloud, Shiver under the lash, strain, sweat and jolt As though it dragged road metal. My curse on plays That have to be set up in fifty ways, On the days war with every knave and dolt, Theatre business, management of men. I swear before the dawn comes round again Ill find the stable and pull out the bolt.
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"The Fascination of whats difficult..."
Exploring the themes of classic, William Butler Yeats delivers a powerful performance in "The Fascination Of Whats Difficult"... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...