<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=536981" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Bronze Head</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">HERE at right of the entrance this bronze head,<br>Human, superhuman, a bird's round eye,<br>Everything else withered and mummy-dead.<br>What great tomb-haunter sweeps the distant sky<br>(Something may linger there though all else die;)<br>And finds there nothing to make its tetror less<br>i{Hysterica passio} of its own emptiness?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">No dark tomb-haunter once; her form all full<br>As though with magnanimity of light,<br>Yet a most gentle woman; who can tell<br>Which of her forms has shown her substance right?<br>Or maybe substance can be composite,<br>profound McTaggart thought so, and in a breath<br>A mouthful held the extreme of life and death.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But even at the starting-post, all sleek and new,<br>I saw the wildness in her and I thought<br>A vision of terror that it must live through<br>Had shattered her soul. Propinquity had brought<br>Imagiation to that pitch where it casts out<br>All that is not itself: I had grown wild<br>And wandered murmuring everywhere, 'My child, my<br>child! '</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Or else I thought her supernatural;<br>As though a sterner eye looked through her eye<br>On this foul world in its decline and fall;<br>On gangling stocks grown great, great stocks run dry,<br>Ancestral pearls all pitched into a sty,<br>Heroic reverie mocked by clown and knave,<br>And wondered what was left for massacre to save.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Butler+Yeats">William Butler Yeats</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=536981" data-title="A Bronze Head de William Butler Yeats" data-description="HERE at right of the entrance this bronze head, Human, superhuman, a bird's round eye, Everything else withered and mummy-dead. What great tomb-haunter sweeps the distant sky (Something may linger there though all else die;) And finds there nothin..."></div> </div> </div>

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