Page:The Land of Heart's Desire, Yeats, 1894.djvu/45

Rh Where beauty has no ebb, decay no flood,

But joy is wisdom, Time an endless song.

I kiss you and the world begins to fade.

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Daughter, I call you unto home and love!

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Stay, and come with me, newly-married bride,

For, if you hear him, you grow like the rest:

Bear children, cook, be mindful of the churn,

And wrangle over butter, fowl, and eggs,

And sit at last there, old and bitter of tongue,

Watching the white stars war upon your hopes.

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Daughter, I point you out the way to heaven!

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But I can lead you, newly-married bride,

Where nobody gets old and crafty and wise,

Where nobody gets old and godly and grave,