“She is young. Have I the right
Even to name her? Child,
It is not love I offer
Your quick limbs, your eyes;
Only the barren homage
Of an old man whom time
Crucifies.”

"The Dance"
Pietá (1966)

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Welsh poet 1913–2000

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“She is young. Have I the rightEven to name her? Child,It is not love I offerYour quick limbs, your eyes;Only the barren homageOf an old man whom timeCrucifies.”

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“She is young. Have I the right
Even to name her? Child,
It is not love I offer
Your quick limbs, your eyes;
Only the barren homage
Of an old man whom time
Crucifies.”