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A Prayer for my DaughterW. B. Yeats Once more the storm is howling, and half hidUnder this cradle-hood and coverlidMy child sleeps on. There is no obstacleBut Gregory’s wood and one bare hillWhereby the haystack- and roof-levelling wind,Bred on the Atlantic, can be stayed;And for an hour I have walked and prayedBecause of the greatContinue reading “A Prayer For My Daughter : W B Yeats : : Daughter’s Poems : : ( 1 ) : :”