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The Young Man's Song

I whispered, "I am too young,"  

And then, "I am old enough";   

Wherefore I threw a penny   

To find out if I might love.   

"Go and love, go and love, young man,

If the lady be young and fair,"   

Ah, penny, brown penny, brown penny,   

I am looped in the loops of her hair.   

   

Oh, love is the crooked thing,   

There is nobody wise enough

To find out all that is in it,   

For he would be thinking of love   

Till the stars had run away,   

And the shadows eaten the moon.   

Ah, penny, brown penny, brown penny,

One cannot begin it too soon. 

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W. B. Yeats

William Butler Yeats[a] (13 June 1865 – 28 January 1939) was an Irish poet, dramatist, prose writer and one of the foremost figures of 20th-cent…
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