Others because you did not keep
That deep-sworn vow have been friends of mine;
Yet always when I look death in the face,
When I clamber to the heights of sleep,
Or when I grow excited with wine,
Suddenly I meet your face.
A Deep Sworn Vow
William Butler Yeats
(1)
Poem topics: death, sleep, deep, suddenly, I love you, I miss you, face, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
Submit Spanish Translation
Submit German Translation
Submit French Translation
Write your comment about A Deep Sworn Vow poem by William Butler Yeats
Best Poems of William Butler Yeats