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1865–1939

THE ATTACK ON THE “PLAY BOY”

William Butler Yeats

Once, when midnight smote the air, Eunuchs ran through Hell and met Round about Hell's gate, to stare At great Juan riding by,

And like these to rail and sweat, Maddened by that sinewy thigh.

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THE ATTACK ON THE “PLAY BOY” · William Butler Yeats · Poetry Cove