Read "These are the Clouds" by W.B. Yeats online for free on Textopian. Full text with search, annotations, highlights, and AI-powered reading aids.
These are the clouds about the fallen sun, / The majesty that shuts his burning eye; / The weak lay hand on what the strong has done, / Till that be tumbled that was lifted high / And discord follow upon unison, / And all things at one common level lie. / And therefore, friend, if your great race were run / And these things came, so much the more thereby / Have you made greatness your companion, / Although it be for children that you sigh: / These are the clouds about the fallen sun, / The majesty that shuts his burning eye.