Skip to content

John Milton

Say, Heavenly Muse, shall not thy sacred vein 15

Afford a present to the Infant God?

Hast thou no verse, no hymn, or solemn strain,

To welcome him to this his new abode,

Read full poem →

noun

A way or means of approaching or entering; an entrance; a passage.

Writers often choose access when discussing complex ideas.

Know more →

A COAT

25 lines
W.B. Yeats·1865–1939·Symbolism
made my song a coatCovered with embroideriesOut of old mythologiesFrom heel to throat;But the fools caught it,Wore it in the world's eyeAs though they'd wrought it.Song, let them take itFor there's more enterpriseIn walking naked. * * * * * _While I, from that reed-throated whisperer__Who comes at need, although not now as once__A clear articulation in the air__But inwardly, surmise companions__Beyond the fling of the dull ass's hoof,__--Ben Jonson's phrase--and find when June is come__At Kyle-na-no under that ancient roof__A sterner conscience and a friendlier home,__I can forgive even that wrong of wrongs,__Those undreamt accidents that have made me__--Seeing that Fame has perished this long while__Being but a part of ancient ceremony--__Notorious, till all my priceless things__Are but a post the passing dogs defile._