Collected poems of W.B. Yeats
Yeats, W. B.
Paper Book
Excerpt: ...SHAWN Then I would mould a world of fire and dew, 171 With no one bitter, grave or over wise, And nothing marred or old to do you wrong, And crowd the enraptured quiet of the sky With candles burning to your lonely face. MARY Your looks are all the candles that I need. SHAWN Once a fly...