O sweet everlasting Voices, be still;
Go to the guards of the heavenly fold
And bid them wander obeying your will,
Flame under flame, till Time be no more;
Have you not heard that our hearts are old,
That you call in birds, in wind on the hill,
In shaken boughs, in tide on the shore?
O sweet everlasting Voices, be still.

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Poet: William Butler Yeats
Poem: The Everlasting Voices
Volume: The Wind Among The Reeds
Year: Published/Written in 1899
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