A Coat
by William Butler Yeats

I Made my song a coat Covered with embroideries Out of old mythologies From heel to throat; But the fools caught it, Wore it in the worlds eyes As though theyd wrought it. Song, let them take it For theres more enterprise In walking naked.
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