The Wind Among the Reeds

I swayed upon the gaudy stern The butt end of a steering oar, And everywhere that I could turn Men ran upon the shore. And though I would have hushed the crowd There was no mother's son but said, "What is the figure in a shroud Upon a gaudy bed?" And fishes bubbling to the brim Cried out upon that thing beneath, It had such dignity of limb, By the sweet name of Death.

Author: W. B. Yeats
Publisher: Createspace Independent Publishing Platform
Published: 10/24/2015
Pages: 38
Binding Type: Paperback
Weight: 0.14lbs
Size: 9.02h x 5.98w x 0.08d
ISBN13: 9781517756444
ISBN10: 1517756448
BISAC Categories:
- Fiction | Classics

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