Sailing to Byzantium by W B Yeats

90 classic titles celebrating 90 years of Penguin Books‘Under bare Ben Bulben’s headIn Drumcliff churchyard Yeats is laid.

An ancestor was rector thereLong years ago, a church stands near,By the road an ancient cross.

No marble, no conventional phrase;On limestone quarried near the spotBy his command these words are cut:Cast a cold eyeOn life, on death.

Horseman, pass by!’

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Binding: Paperback,
Pagination: 112 pages