The Everlasting Voices
Read 'The Everlasting Voices' by 'William Butler Yeats' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.
O sweet everlasting Voices, be still;
Go to the guards of the heavenly fold
And bid them wander obeying your will,
Flame under flame, till Time be no more;
Have you not heard that our hearts are old,
That you call in birds, in wind on the hill,
In shaken boughs, in tide on the shore?
O sweet everlasting Voices, be still.
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