(13 June 1865 – 28 January 1939 / County Dublin / Ireland)

A Deep-Sworn Vow

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.

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This is just a sample poem for the visionary Poet W B Yeats because after reading his -poems like Byzantium and Return to Byzantium poems, one will conclude so only!
Such a thought provoking poem by William Butler Yeats
When I clamber to the heights of sleep, ah Yeats... brilliant!
When i look death in the face! ! Thanks for sharing.
Or when I grow excited with wine, Suddenly I meet your face......so touching. Beautiful poem. It is glad that this poem has been selected as the poem of the day.
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