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    W.B. Yeats (1865–1939). The Wild Swans at Coole. 1919.

    The Cat and the Moon

    THE CAT went here and there
    And the moon spun round like a top,
    And the nearest kin of the moon
    The creeping cat looked up.
    Black Minnaloushe stared at the moon,
    For wander and wail as he would
    The pure cold light in the sky
    Troubled his animal blood.
    Minnaloushe runs in the grass,
    Lifting his delicate feet.
    Do you dance, Minnaloushe, do you dance?
    When two close kindred meet
    What better than call a dance?
    Maybe the moon may learn,
    Tired of that courtly fashion,
    A new dance turn.
    Minnaloushe creeps through the grass
    From moonlit place to place,
    The sacred moon overhead
    Has taken a new phase.
    Does Minnaloushe know that his pupils
    Will pass from change to change,
    And that from round to crescent,
    From crescent to round they range?
    Minnaloushe creeps through the grass
    Alone, important and wise,
    And lifts to the changing moon
    His changing eyes.

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    A Prayer for my Daughter
    W. B. Yeats
    I have walked and prayed for this young child an hour
    And heard the sea-wind scream upon the tower,
    And under the arches of the bridge, and scream
    In the elms above the flooded stream;
    Imagining in excited reverie
    That the future years had come,
    Dancing to a frenzied drum,
    Out of the murderous innocence of the sea.
    Yeats moze, ali... :wink:

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