I love this poem and keep going back to it for lots of different projects. There is something deeply resonant in the melancholic longing that Yeats expresses, promising beauty and meaning, offering the perpetual challenge to discover the unattainable, the unimaginable.
The illustration is from a walk I took a few years ago in Christchurch England, alone and tranquil. Somehow fitting.
moving in time 
I agree. It is a amazing poem. Thank you for sharing with me.
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you are very welcome! Just glad someones reading!!
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I’m always reading. The ancient tales are the best.
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Something to do with the time taken I would guess! All is distraction in todays technological world.
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