Nature
To a Squirrel at Kyle-na-Gno
From The Wild Swans at Coole (1919)
Nature
Come play with me;
Why should you run
Through the shaking tree
As though I'd a gun
To strike you dead?
When all I would do
Is to scratch your head
And let you go.
Cite this poem
MLA
Yeats, W. B. “To a Squirrel at Kyle-na-Gno.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/yeats/162/.
Chicago
Yeats, W. B. “To a Squirrel at Kyle-na-Gno.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/yeats/162/.
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