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An Appointment

Author: William Butler Yeats

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Electronic edition compiled and proof-read by Beatrix Färber, Juliette Maffet

Funded by School of History, University College, Cork

1. First draft.

Extent of text: 468 words

Publication

CELT: Corpus of Electronic Texts: a project of University College, Cork
College Road, Cork, Ireland—http://www.ucc.ie/celt

(2012)

Distributed by CELT online at University College, Cork, Ireland.
Text ID Number: E910001-028

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The works by W. B. Yeats are in the public domain. This electronic text is available with prior consent of the CELT programme for purposes of private or academic research and teaching.

Sources

    Bibliography
  1. A bibliography is available online at the official web site of the Nobel Prize. See: http://nobelprize.org/nobel_prizes/literature/laureates/1923/yeats-bibl.html
    The edition used in the digital edition
  1. William Butler Yeats An Appointment in , Ed. William Butler Yeats Responsibilities and other Poems. The Macmillan Company, New York, (1916) page 76

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CELT: Corpus of Electronic Texts

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The whole selection.

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Correction

Text has been proof-read twice.

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The electronic text represents the edited text. Lines (or parts of them) reproduced in italics in the printed edition are tagged hi rend="ital".

Hyphenation

The editorial practice of the hard-copy editor has been retained.

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div0 =the poem, stanzas are marked lg.

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Names of persons (given names), and places are not tagged. Terms for cultural and social roles are not tagged.

Profile Description

Created: By William Butler Yeats (1865–1939). Date range: before 1916.

Use of language

Language: [EN] The poems are in English.

Revision History


Corpus of Electronic Texts Edition: E910001-028

An Appointment: Author: William Butler Yeats


p.76

  1. Being out of heart with government
    I took a broken root to fling
    Where the proud, wayward squirrel went,
    Taking delight that he could spring;
    And he, with that low whinnying sound
    That is like laughter, sprang again
    And so to the other tree at a bound.
    Nor the tame will, nor timid brain,
    Bred that fierce tooth and cleanly limb
    And threw him up to laugh on the bough;
    No government appointed him.