Crazy Jane On The Mountain

William Butler Yeats

I AM tired of cursing the Bishop,
(Said Crazy Jane)
Nine books or nine hats
Would not make him a man.
I have found something worse
To meditate on.
A King had some beautiful cousins.
But where are they gone?
Battered to death in a cellar,
And he stuck to his throne.
Last night I lay on the mountain.
(Said Crazy Jane)
There in a two-horsed carriage
That on two wheels ran
Great-bladdered Emer sat.
Her violent man
Cuchulain sat at her side;
Thereupon'
Propped upon my two knees,
I kissed a stone
I lay stretched out in the dirt
And I cried tears down.

Next 10 Poems

• William Butler Yeats : Crazy Jane Reproved
• William Butler Yeats : Crazy Jane Talks With The Bishop
• William Butler Yeats : Cuchulain Comforted
• William Butler Yeats : Cuchulan's Fight With The Sea
• William Butler Yeats : Death
• William Butler Yeats : Demon And Beast
• William Butler Yeats : Down By The Salley Gardens
• William Butler Yeats : Easter, 1916
• William Butler Yeats : Ego Dominus Tuus
• William Butler Yeats : Ephemera

Previous 10 Poems

• William Butler Yeats : Crazy Jane On The Day Of Judgment
• William Butler Yeats : Crazy Jane On God
• William Butler Yeats : Crazy Jane Grown Old Looks At The Dancers
• William Butler Yeats : Crazy Jane And The Bishop
• William Butler Yeats : Crazy Jane And Jack The Journeyman
• William Butler Yeats : Coole Park, 1929
• William Butler Yeats : Coole Park And Ballylee, 1931
• William Butler Yeats : Consolation
• William Butler Yeats : Come Gather Round Me, Parnellites
• William Butler Yeats : Colonus' Praise