William Butler Yeats
Ireland
13 Jun 1865 // 28 Jan 1939
Poet
13 Jun 1865 // 28 Jan 1939
Poet
Now that my ladder's gone,
I must lie down where all the ladders start,
In the foul rag-and-bone shop of the heart.
I must lie down where all the ladders start,
In the foul rag-and-bone shop of the heart.
Last Poems,1936-1939, The Circus Animal's Desertion
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