She hears me strike the board and say <br />That she is under ban <br />Of all good men and women, <br />Being mentioned with a man <br />That has the worst of all bad names; <br />And thereupon replies <br />That his hair is beautiful, <br />Cold as the March wind his eyes.<br /><br />William Butler Yeats<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/father-and-child/
