BALD heads forgetful of their sins, <br />Old, learned, respectable bald heads <br />Edit and annotate the lines <br />That young men, tossing on their beds, <br />Rhymed out in love's despair <br />To flatter beauty's ignorant ear. <br />All shuffle there; all cough in ink; <br />All wear the carpet with their shoes; <br />All think what other people think; <br />All know the man their neighbour knows. <br />Lord, what would they say <br />Did their Catullus walk that way?<br /><br />William Butler Yeats<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-scholars/
