| ‘PUT off that mask of burning gold | |
| With emerald eyes.’ | |
| ‘O no, my dear, you make so bold | |
| To find if hearts be wild and wise, | |
| And yet not cold.’ | 5 |
| ‘I would but find what’s there to find, | |
| Love or deceit.’ | |
| ‘It was the mask engaged your mind, | |
| And after set your heart to beat, | |
| Not what’s behind.’ | 10 |
| ‘But lest you are my enemy, | |
| I must enquire.’ | |
| ‘O no, my dear, let all that be, | |
| What matter, so there is but fire | |
| In you, in me?’ |
Thursday, January 10, 2013
Time for a poem
One of my favourites by Yeats. Good to read when relationships fail