The Magi
Now as at all times I can see in the minds eye, In their stiff, painted clothes, the pale unsatisfied ones Appear and disappear in the blue depth of the sky With all their ancient faces like rain-beaten stones, And all their helms of silver hovering side by side, And all their eyes still fixed, hoping to find once more, Being by Calvarys turbulence unsatisfied, The uncontrollable mystery on the bestial floor.
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"Now as at all times I can see in the minds eye,..."
Exploring the themes of classic, William Butler Yeats delivers a powerful performance in "The Magi"... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...