Wisdom

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William Butler Yeats - Non-Music, Lyric Poem (Literature)

Wisdom

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The true faith discovered was When painted panel, statuary. Glass−mosaic, window−glass, Amended what was told awry By some peasant gospeller; Swept the Sawdust from the floor Of that working−carpenter. Miracle had its playtime where In damask clothed and on a seat Chryselephantine, cedar−boarded, His majestic Mother sat Stitching at a purple hoarded That He might be nobly breeched In starry towers of Babylon Noah's freshet never reached. King Abundance got Him on Innocence; and Wisdom He. That cognomen sounded best Considering what wild infancy Drove horror from His Mother's breast.

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  • William Butler Yeats