never shall a young man
thrown into despair
by those great honey-coloured
ramparts at your ear,
love you for yourself alone
and not your yellow hair
but i can get a hair-dye
and set such colour there,
brown, or black, or carrot,
that young men in despair
may love me for myself alone
and not my yellow hair
i heard an old religious man
but yesternight declare
that he had found a text to prove
that only God, my dear,
could love you for yourself alone
and not your yellow hair
W.B Yeats
