Verse > W.B. Yeats > The Wild Swans at Coole

W.B. Yeats (1865–1939).  The Wild Swans at Coole.  1919.

19. The Hawk

‘CALL down the hawk from the air; 
Let him be hooded or caged 
Till the yellow eye has grown mild, 
For larder and spit are bare, 
The old cook enraged,         5
The scullion gone wild.’ 
‘I will not be clapped in a hood, 
Nor a cage, nor alight upon wrist, 
Now I have learnt to be proud 
Hovering over the wood  10
In the broken mist 
Or tumbling cloud.’ 
‘What tumbling cloud did you cleave, 
Yellow-eyed hawk of the mind, 
Last evening? that I, who had sat  15
Dumbfounded before a knave, 
Should give to my friend 
A pretence of wit.’ 



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