Brown Penny

I came across something I had scribbled down a while ago. It was a line I had heard which had stuck with me. It went, “I am looped in the loops of her hair.” It’s from a poem by William Butler Yeats, Brown Penny. It made me realise how much we can all change: This poem which once, I felt, touched my heart and moved me deeply is now simply a timelessly beautiful piece of literature to me. Its eloquence and meaning transcend time; it had to be shared here.

I whispered, “I am too young,”
And then, “I am old enough”;
Wherefore I threw a penny
To find out if I might love.
“Go and love, go and love, young man,
If the lady be young and fair.”
Ah, penny, brown penny, brown penny,
I am looped in the loops of her hair.

O love is the crooked thing,
There is nobody wise enough
To find out all that is in it,
For he would be thinking of love
Till the stars had run away
And the shadows eaten the moon.
Ah, penny, brown penny, brown penny,
One cannot begin it too soon.

– W.B. Yeats

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