Come play with me;
Why should you run
Through the shaking tree
As though I'd a gun
To strike you dead?
When all I would do
Is to scratch your head
And let you go.

(C) William Butler Yeats
01/01/2000


Best Poems of William Butler Yeats

• The Cloak, The Boat And The Shoes
• The Wheel
• A Man Young And Old: I. First Love
• The Pilgrim
• A Bronze Head
• Maid Quiet
• A Prayer For My Son
• A Faery Song
• Three Things
• Ego Dominus Tuus
• The Four Ages Of Man
• Oil And Blood
• A Prayer For Old Age
• Young Mans Song
• Men Improve With The Years
• The Collar-bone Of A Hare
• A Dialogue Of Self And Soul
• A Crazed Girl
• Aedh Pleads With The Elemental Powers