All Things Can Tempt Me Poem by William Butler Yeats
All Things Can Tempt Me
ALL things can tempt me from this craft of verse:
One time it was a woman's face, or worse --
The seeming needs of my fool-driven land;
Now nothing but comes readier to the hand
Than this accustomed toil. When I was young,
I had not given a penny for a song
Did not the poet Sing it with such airs
That one believed he had a sword upstairs;
Yet would be now, could I but have my wish,
Colder and dumber and deafer than a fish.
ALL things can tempt me from this craft of verse - - That's true; many things keep me from writing, also. When I was young, I had not given a penny for a song - - But now I truly appreciate poetry as I have never done before. This poem deserves much higher than the 6.1 rating given by the 44 voters so far.
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4/16/2024 11:21:01 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A great introspective poem that is meaningful and thought provoking too.