domingo, 30 de agosto de 2009

On Being Asked for a War Poem


I think it better that in times like these
A poet’s mouth be silent, for in truth
We have no gift to set a statesman right;
He has had enough of meddling who can please
A young girl in the indolence of her youth,
Or an old man upon a winter’s night.

William Butler Yeats

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