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An intense and evocative poetry of the great poet Dublin, Nobel Prize for Literature in 1923
Down by the salley gardens my love and I did meet;
She passed the salley gardens with little snow-white feet.
She bid me take love easy, as the leaves grow on the tree;
But I, being young and foolish, with her whould not agree.
In a field by the river my love and I did stand,
And on my leaning shoulder she laid her snow-white hand.
She bid me take life easy, as the grass grows on the weirs;
But I was young and foolish, and now am full of tears.
William Butler Yeats
Source: William Butler Yeats, Crossways, 1889
by L. C.
07 december 2009, Food Notes > Food Tourism