William Butler Yeats — "Civilisation is hooped together, brought. Under a rule, under the semblance of p…"
Civilisation is hooped together, brought. Under a rule, under the semblance of peace. By manifold illusion, but Man's life is thought, And he, despite his terror, cannot cease, Ravening through century after century. Ravening, raging and uprooting, that he may come. Into the desolation of reality.
