My chair was nearest to the fire
In every company
That talked of love or politics,
Ere Time transfigured me.


The Collected Poems of W.B. Yeats (ed. 1938)


My chair was nearest to the fire In every company That talked of love or politics, Ere Time transfigured me.

My chair was nearest to the fire In every company That talked of love or politics, Ere Time transfigured me.

My chair was nearest to the fire In every company That talked of love or politics, Ere Time transfigured me.

My chair was nearest to the fire In every company That talked of love or politics, Ere Time transfigured me.