I TURN round <br />Like a dumb beast in a show. <br />Neither know what I am <br />Nor where I go, <br />My language beaten <br />Into one name; <br />I am in love <br />And that is my shame. <br />What hurts the soul <br />My soul adores, <br />No better than a beast <br />Upon all fours.<br /><br />William Butler Yeats<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-lady-s-first-song/
