Poem by William Butler Yeats

A Deep-Sworn Vow

OTHERS because you did not keep
That deep-sworn vow have been friends of mine;
Yet always when I look death in the face,
When I clamber to the heights of sleep,
Or when I grow excited with wine,
Suddenly I meet your face. 

1. The Magi
2. The Municipal Gallery Revisited
3. Men Improve with the Years
4. Tom at Cruachan
5. Me Peacock

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