The Rose Tree (by W.B. Yeats)
1911 photo of Yeats by George Charles Beresford
The Rose Tree
by William Butler Yeats
from Michael Robartes and the Dancer (1921)
"O words are lightly spoken,"
Said Pearse to Connolly,
"Maybe a breath of politic words
Has withered our Rose Tree;
Or maybe but a wind that blows
Across the bitter sea."
"It needs to be but watered"
James Connolly replied,
"To make the green come out again
And spread on every side,
And shake the blossom from the bud
To be the garden's pride."
"But where can we draw water,"
Said Pearse to Connolly,
"When all the wells are parched away?
O plain as plain can be
There's nothing but our own red blood
Can make a right Rose Tree."
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Posted by Jesus Crisis at 11/12/2009 12:04 PM 
Categories: British,Poetry,Irish,Yeats (William Butler),1900s
Tags: British Poetry British Literature William Butler Yeats Michael Robartes and the Dancer W.B. Yeats 1921
Categories: British,Poetry,Irish,Yeats (William Butler),1900s
Tags: British Poetry British Literature William Butler Yeats Michael Robartes and the Dancer W.B. Yeats 1921
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