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Poem by William Butler Yeats
Death
Nor dread nor hope attend
A dying animal;
A man awaits his end
Dreading and hoping all;
Many times he died,
Many times rose again.
A great man in his pride
Confronting murderous men
Casts derision upon
Supersession of breath;
He knows death to the bone -
Man has created death.
William Butler Yeats
William Butler Yeats's other poems:- Tom at Cruachan
- Me Peacock
- Parting
- The Moods
- Dream of a Blessed Spirit
Poems of the other poets with the same name:
Thomas Hood Death ("It is not death, that sometime in a sigh") John Clare Death ("Why should man's high aspiring mind") George Herbert Death ("Death, thou wast once an uncouth hideous thing") Henry Vaughan Death ("'TIS a sad Land, that in one day") James Hunt Death ("Death is a road our dearest friends have gone") Thomas MacDonagh Death ("Life is a boon - and death, as spirit and flesh are twain") Madison Cawein Death ("THROUGH some strange sense of sight or touch") Lucretia Davidson Death ("The destroyer cometh; his footstep is light")
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