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The Second Coming

W. B. Yeats

W. B. Yeats


Turning and turning in the widening gyre
W. B. Yeats

W. B. Yeats


The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
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W. B. Yeats


Things fall apart;
W. B. Yeats

W. B. Yeats


the centre cannot hold;
W. B. Yeats

W. B. Yeats


Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
W. B. Yeats

W. B. Yeats


The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
W. B. Yeats

W. B. Yeats


The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
W. B. Yeats

W. B. Yeats


The best lack all conviction,
W. B. Yeats

W. B. Yeats


while the worst are full of passionate intensity.
W. B. Yeats

W. B. Yeats


Surely some revelation is at hand;
W. B. Yeats

W. B. Yeats


Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
W. B. Yeats

W. B. Yeats


The Second Coming!
W. B. Yeats

W. B. Yeats


Hardly are those words out
W. B. Yeats

W. B. Yeats


When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi Troubles my sight:
W. B. Yeats

W. B. Yeats


somewhere in sands of the desert
W. B. Yeats

W. B. Yeats


A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
W. B. Yeats

W. B. Yeats


A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
W. B. Yeats

W. B. Yeats


Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
W. B. Yeats

W. B. Yeats


Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.

The Second Coming

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The Second Coming

Turning and turning in the widening gyre

The falcon cannot hear the falconer;

Things fall apart;

the centre cannot hold;

Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,

The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere

The ceremony of innocence is drowned;

The best lack all conviction,

while the worst are full of passionate intensity.

Surely some revelation is at hand;

Surely the Second Coming is at hand.

The Second Coming!

Hardly are those words out

When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi Troubles my sight:

somewhere in sands of the desert

A shape with lion body and the head of a man,

A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,

Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it

Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.