{"id":848,"date":"2011-02-12T23:15:30","date_gmt":"2011-02-12T23:15:30","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/?p=848"},"modified":"2014-06-24T07:56:21","modified_gmt":"2014-06-24T07:56:21","slug":"friends-by-w-b-yeats","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/friends-by-w-b-yeats\/","title":{"rendered":"Friends by W. B. Yeats"},"content":{"rendered":"<figure id=\"attachment_443\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-443\" style=\"width: 210px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/05\/Yeats.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-443 lazyload\" title=\" William Butler Yeats \" data-src=\"http:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/05\/Yeats-210x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"210\" height=\"300\" src=\"data:image\/svg+xml;base64,PHN2ZyB3aWR0aD0iMSIgaGVpZ2h0PSIxIiB4bWxucz0iaHR0cDovL3d3dy53My5vcmcvMjAwMC9zdmciPjwvc3ZnPg==\" style=\"--smush-placeholder-width: 210px; --smush-placeholder-aspect-ratio: 210\/300;\" \/><\/a><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-443\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">W. B. Yeats (1865-1939) by George Charles Beresford<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<h1>Friends<\/h1>\n<p>by W. B. Yeats<\/p>\n<p>Now must I these three praise<br \/>\nThree women that have wrought<br \/>\nWhat joy is in my days;<br \/>\nOne that no passing thought,<br \/>\nNor those unpassing cares,<br \/>\nNo, not in these fifteen<br \/>\nMany times troubled years,<br \/>\nCould ever come between<br \/>\nHeart and delighted heart;<br \/>\nAnd one because her hand<br \/>\nHad strength that could unbind<br \/>\nWhat none can understand,<br \/>\nWhat none can have and thrive,<br \/>\nYouth&#8217;s dreamy load, till she<br \/>\nSo changed me that I live<br \/>\nLabouring in ecstasy.<br \/>\nAnd what of her that took<br \/>\nAll till my youth was gone<br \/>\nWith scarce a pitying look?<br \/>\nHow should I praise that one?<br \/>\nWhen day begins to break<br \/>\nI count my good and bad,<br \/>\nBeing wakeful for her sake,<br \/>\nRemembering what she had,<br \/>\nWhat eagle look still shows,<br \/>\nWhile up from my heart?s root<br \/>\nSo great a sweetness flows<br \/>\nI shake from head to foot.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; Friends by W. B. Yeats Now must I these three praise Three women that have wrought What joy is in my days; One that no passing thought, Nor those unpassing cares, No, not in these fifteen Many times troubled years, Could ever come between Heart and delighted heart; And one because her hand Had&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"_uf_show_specific_survey":0,"_uf_disable_surveys":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[84,110],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-848","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-1900s","category-yeats"],"aioseo_notices":[],"amp_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/848","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=848"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/848\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=848"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=848"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=848"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}