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 Johnson’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.
William Butler Yeats
Ben Johnson (1573?-1637) was a contemporary of William Shakespeare. He is perhaps best known for the lines (from “To Celia”)
Drink to me only with thine eyes,
And I will pledge with mine;
Or leave a kiss but in the cup,
And I’ll not look for wine.
Kyle-na-no is a wooded area near Coole.