<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=537001" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Man Young And Old: VI. His Memories</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">We should be hidden from their eyes,<br>Being but holy shows<br>And bodies broken like a thorn<br>Whereon the bleak north blows,<br>To think of buried Hector<br>And that none living knows.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The women take so little stock<br>In what I do or say<br>They'd sooner leave their cosseting<br>To hear a jackass bray;<br>My arms are like the twisted thorn<br>And yet there beauty lay;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The first of all the tribe lay there<br>And did such pleasure take -<br>She who had brought great Hector down<br>And put all Troy to wreck -<br>That she cried into this ear,<br>'Strike me if I shriek.'</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=537001" data-title="A Man Young And Old: VI. His Memories de William Butler Yeats" data-description="We should be hidden from their eyes, Being but holy shows And bodies broken like a thorn Whereon the bleak north blows, To think of buried Hector And that none living knows. The women take so little stock In what I do or say They'd sooner leave t..."></div> </div> </div>

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