I find myself mind-boggled with the news and events of the days, and so I come to Yeats.
God guard me from these thoughts men think
In the mind alone;
He that sings a lasting song
Thinks in a marrow bone.
I find myself mind-boggled with the news and events of the days, and so I come to Yeats.
God guard me from these thoughts men think
In the mind alone;
He that sings a lasting song
Thinks in a marrow bone.
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