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A Prayer for My Daughter by W. B. Yeats (Spanish translation by James Mansfield Nichols) https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/poems/14635/a-prayer-for-my-daughter A Prayer for My Daughter (9) Considering that, all hatred driven hence, The soul recovers radical innocence And learns at last that it is … Continue reading →

A Prayer for My Daughter by W.B. Yeats (Spanish translation by James Mansfield Nichols) https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/poems/14635/a-prayer-for-my-daughter A Prayer for My Daughter (8) An intellectual hatred is the worst, So let her think opinions are accursed. Have I not seen the loveliest … Continue reading →

A Prayer for My Daughter by W.B. Yeats (Spanish translation by James Mansfield Nichols) https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/poems/14635/a-prayer-for-my-daughter A Prayer for My Daughter (7) My mind, because the minds that I have loved, The sort of beauty that I have approved, Prosper but … Continue reading →

A Prayer for My Daughter by W.B. Yeats (Spanish translation by James Mansfield Nichols) https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/poems/14635/a-prayer-for-my-daughter A Prayer for My Daughter (6) May she become a flourishing hidden tree, That all her thoughts may like the linnet be, And have no … Continue reading →

“A Prayer for My Daughter” by W.B. Yeats (Spanish translation by James Mansfield Nichols) https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/poems/14635/a-prayer-for-my-daughter A Prayer for My Daughter (4) Helen, being chosen, found life flat and dull, And later had much trouble from a fool; While that great … Continue reading →

I’m nervous if a post of mine runs longer than a couple of scrolls, so I’m parceling the translation now into one stanza at a time until the end. I realize that I run the risk of confining myself to … Continue reading →

“A Prayer for My Daughter” by W. B. Yeats (Spanish translation by James Mansfield Nichols) https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/poems/14635/a-prayer-for-my-daughter A Prayer for My Daughter (2) Once more the storm is howling, and half hid Under this cradle-hood and coverlid My child sleeps on. … Continue reading →