All things can tempt me from this craft of verse:
One time it was a woman's face, or worse -
The seeming needs of my fool-driven land;
Now nothing but comes readier to the hand
Than this accustomed toil.  When I was young,
I had not given a penny for a song
Did not the poet Sing it with such airs
That one believed he had a sword upstairs;
Yet would be now, could I but have my wish,
Colder and dumber and deafer than a fish.

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Poet: William Butler Yeats
Poem: All Things Can Tempt Me
Volume: The Green Helmet and Other Poems
Year: Published/Written in 1910
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Oct 5 2004
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