Author: William Butler Yeats
I admit the briars, I admit the thorns, I admit the clover, But there's no place a man's foot could be That I didn't try to over. I admit the bogs, I admit the marshes, I admit the woodland ways, But there's no place a man's foot could be Where I didn't do worse than strays. Oh! admit the sky, and the running white cloud, The minute's light full and gay, But there's no place a man's foot could be That I haven't gone astray. Now the briars, the thorns and the clover, they have claimed me From the day the sun grew dim; But I was a young man walking in the hour That I missed him. Oh! admit the wind, and the high-flying birds, The minutes moving fast, But there's no place a man's foot could be Where I didn't cry aloud and weep, at last. I admit the quiet sea, the bright, glancing sun, But where I had wandered, lost, There was no place a man's foot could be Where I didn't find my road was crossed.
Type of Poem: Reflective Poem
Date Written: 1927-01-01
Date Published: 1927-01-01
Language: English
Keywords: Confession, Reflection, Life, Struggle, Redemption
Source: Public Domain Collection
Publisher: W.B. Yeats
Rights/Permissions: Public Domain
Comments/Notes: A reflective poem by Yeats where the speaker admits to the struggles and mistakes made throughout life, reflecting on the challenges faced and the paths taken, emphasizing the theme of confession and redemption.
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