W.B. Yeats (1865–1939). The Wild Swans at Coole. 1919.
29. To a Squirrel at Kyle-na-gno
C
Why should you run
Through the shaking tree
As though I’d a gun
To strike you dead?
When all I would do
Is to scratch your head
And let you go.
W.B. Yeats (1865–1939). The Wild Swans at Coole. 1919.
C
Why should you run
Through the shaking tree
As though I’d a gun
To strike you dead?
When all I would do
Is to scratch your head
And let you go.