Girl’s Song

I went out alone
To sing a song or two,
My fancy on a man,
And you know who.
 
Another came in sight
That on a stick relied
To hold himself upright;
I sat and cried.
 
And that was all my song -
When everything is told,
Saw I an old man young
Or young man old?
(W B Yeats)

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