w.b.yeats | men improve with the years

3 11 2007


Poetry Dispatch No.128 | November 23, 2006

LOVE POETRY WEEK, Thursday, No.5

Men Improve with the Years by W. B. Yeats

I am worn out with dreams;
A weather-worn marble triton
Among the streams;
And all day long I look
Upon this lady’s beauty
As though I had found in a book
A pictured beauty,
Pleased to have filled the eyes
Or the discerning ears,
Delighted to be but wise
For men improve with their years;
And yet, and yet,
Is this my dream, or the truth?
O would that we had met
When I had my burning youth!
But I grow old among dreams,
A weather-worn marble triton
Among the streams.