MEN IMPROVE WITH THE YEARS (YEATS)

I am worn out with dreams; 
A weather-worn, marble triton 
Among the streams; 
And all day long I look 
Upon this lady's beauty 
As though I had found in a book 
A pictured beauty, 
Pleased to have filled the eyes 
Or the discerning ears, 
Delighted to be but wise, 
For men improve with the years; 
And yet, and yet, 
Is this my dream, or the truth? 
O would that we had met 
When I had my burning youth! 
But I grow old among dreams, 
A weather-worn, marble triton 
Among the streams.

OPINIÓN PERSONAL

El poema habla de que está cansado de sueños a la vez que menciona la belleza de una dama nunca imaginada, a la que conoció en su juventud pero que al pasar la vida el ha ido mejorando con ella.

ALEJANDRO LOUREIRO GONZALEZ