The Second Coming
BY WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS
Turning and turning in the widening gyre
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed...
While
The best lack all conviction, and the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
The Second Coming
BY WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS
Turning and turning in the widening gyre
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed...
While
The best lack all conviction, and the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.