What Then? by William Butler Yeats (1938)

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His chosen comrades thought at school
He must grow a famous man;
He thought the same and lived by rule,
All his twenties crammed with toil;
`What then?’ sang Plato’s ghost.`What then?’

Everything he wrote was read,
After certain years he won Sufficient money for his need,
Friends that have been friends indeed;
`What then?’ sang Plato’s ghost. `What then?’

All his happier dreams came true –
A small old house, wife, daughter, son,
Grounds where plum and cabbage grew,
Poets and Wits about him drew;
`What then?’ sang Plato’s ghost. `What then?’

`The work is done,’ grown old he thought,
`According to my boyish plan;
Let the fools rage, I swerved in naught,
Something to perfection brought’;
But louder sang that ghost, `What then?’

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One Response to “What Then? by William Butler Yeats (1938)”

  1. soph Says:

    and what about milton, rhime and rime?

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