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Yeats, W B - The Wanderings of Oisin - Joy
Identifier
011801
Type of Spiritual Experience
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A description of the experience
W B Yeats – Collected Poems
From The Wanderings of Oisin
Joy drowns the twilight in the dew
And fills with stars night’s purple cup
And wakes the sluggard seeds of corn
And stirs the young kid’s budding horn
And makes the infant ferns unwrap
And for the peewit paints his cap
And rolls along the unwieldy sun
And makes the little planets run
And if joy were not on the earth
There were an end of change and birth
And earth and heaven and hell would die
And in some gloomy barrow lie
Folded like a frozen fly