DOWN by the salley gardens my love and I did meet; <br />She passed the salley gardens with little snow-white feet. <br />She bid me take love easy, as the leaves grow on the tree; <br />But I, being young and foolish, with her would not agree. <br />In a field by the river my love and I did stand, <br />And on my leaning shoulder she laid her snow-white hand. <br />She bid me take life easy, as the grass grows on the weirs; <br />But I was young and foolish, and now am full of tears.<br /><br />William Butler Yeats<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/down-by-the-salley-gardens/
