Living Appropriately: Musings From a History Teacher in Colombia
Sailing to Byzantium

Sailing to Byzantium

Sailing to Byzantium by William Butler Yeats That is no country for old men. The young In one another’s arms, birds in the trees— Those dying generations—at their song, The salmon-falls, the mackerel-crowded seas, Fish, flesh, or fowl, commend all summer long Whatever...