The years like great black oxen tread the world,
And God the herdsman goads them on behind,
And I am broken by their passing feet.


The Countess Cathleen, last lines (1892)

William Butler Yeats Quotes

The years like great black oxen tread the world, And God the herdsman goads them on behind, And I am broken by their passing feet.

The years like great black oxen tread the world, And God the herdsman goads them on behind, And I am broken by their passing feet.

The years like great black oxen tread the world, And God the herdsman goads them on behind, And I am broken by their passing feet.

The years like great black oxen tread the world, And God the herdsman goads them on behind, And I am broken by their passing feet.