The Second Coming William Butler Yeats poem
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Poetry reading of The Second Coming (1919) by W.B. Yeats. • ----------------------------------------------- • Turning and turning in the widening gyre • The falcon cannot hear the falconer; • Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold; • Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world, • The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere • The ceremony of innocence is drowned; • The best lack all conviction, while the worst • Are full of passionate intensity. • Surely some revelation is at hand; • Surely the Second Coming is at hand. • The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out • When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi • Troubles my sight: somewhere in sands of the desert • A shape with lion body and the head of a man, • A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun, • Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it • Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds. • The darkness drops again; but now I know • That twenty centuries of stony sleep • Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle, • And what rough beast, its hour come round at last, • Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born? • The Second Coming - written by W.B. Yeats • Narrated by Jordan Harling • ----------------------------------------------- • Author image: • https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/Fi... • By Alice Boughton (Whyte's) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons • -----------------------------------------------
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