A Song

William Butler Yeats

I THOUGHT no more was needed
Youth to polong
Than dumb-bell and foil
To keep the body young.
i{O who could have foretold
That thc heart grows old?}
Though I have many words,
What woman's satisfied,
I am no longer faint
Because at her side?
i{O who could have foretold
That the heart grows old?}
I have not lost desire
But the heart that I had;
I thOught 'twould burn my body
Laid on the death-bed,
i{For who could have foretold
That the heart grows old?}

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