When you are old

William Butler Yeats, does this name ring a bell? For sure! This is the first of our protest-articles about copyright infringment. We will continue after our article about copyright infringment we shared earlier with you. This is the poem When you are old. It’s not titled in any other way. This is the poem, we didn’t write this and neither did anyone else except for Yeats.

This is a different article. This is a protest to those who believe the alteration of works like these is possible and legitimate. They show this work as their own work on social media. Even when comments are being made about the beauty of the words that the so-called poet wrote, they still are convincing others that these words are written by them. The only reference in the poem that it’s not their text, is adding some kind of cryptic referrrence to show appriciation for the other writer.

When confronting someone who believes that this can be done, this leads to a discussion as we experienced this morning. We too were accused of stealing words of others. As said many times before: we don’t hold the copyrights to the poetry that is not written by our editors. We will never claim to have these copyrights, never.

Sadly we must set things right. Therefore, we will publish a series of poems that where plagiarised. If you have any suggestions, please let us know. This time it’s all about When you are old. Our advise is to take a good and close look at those who you follow on social media.


When You Are Old

By William Butler Yeats

When you are old

When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;

How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;

And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.

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