A Passage Of Years
Two Years Later
by William Butler Yeats
Has no one said those daring
Kind eyes should be more learn’d?
Or warned you how despairing
The moths are when they are burned?
I could have warned you; but you are young,
So we speak a different tongue.
O you will take whatever’s offered
And dream that all the world’s a friend,
Suffer as your mother suffered,
Be as broken in the end.
But I am old and you are young,
And I speak a barbarous tongue.
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“… I only see the years. They come and go
In alternation with the weeds, the field,
The wood.”
“What kind of years?”
“Why, latter years
Different from early years.”
Robert Frost (1874-1963)
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That child’s eyes are deep pools of beauty …
January 21, 2011 at 10:44 am
Most Indian children seem to have amazingly beautiful eyes.
When dressing their children, parents in India usually apply kohl to their eyes – for both girls and boys – which only heightens their impact.
January 21, 2011 at 12:17 pm