The getting of wisdom.

After Long Silence
Speech after long silence; it is right,
All other lovers being estranged or dead,
Unfriendly lamplight hid under its shade,
The curtains drawn upon unfriendly night,
That we descant and yet again descant
Upon the supreme theme of Art and Song:
Bodily decrepitude is wisdom; young
We loved each other and were ignorant.

William Butler Yeats (1865—1939)

Bodily decrptitude is wisdom? I wish I could sound as certain about that as Yeats’s speaker does.


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