ONCE, when midnight smote the air,
Eunuchs ran through Hell and met
On every crowded street to stare
Upon great Juan riding by:
Even like these to rail and sweat
Staring upon his sinewy thigh.
More verses by William Butler Yeats
- Swift's Epitaph
- King And No King
- The Lover Tells Of The Rose In His Heart
- Parnell
- At The Abbey Theatre