“Two Years Later” by W.B. Yeats

 

“Has no one said those daring,

Kind eyes should be more learned?

Or warned you how despairing

The moths are when they are burned?

I could have warned you;

but you are young,

So we speak a different tongue.

O will you take

whatever’s offered

And dream that all the world’s a friend,

Suffer as your mother suffered,

Be as broken in the end.

But I am old and you are young,

And I speak a barbarous tongue.”