Posted on 1 January, 2021 by thebestnchic A Meditation In Time Of War by William Butler Yeats For one throb of the artery, While on that old grey stone I Sat Under the old wind-broken tree, I knew that One is animate, Mankind inanimate fantasy'. Share this:TwitterFacebookMoreLinkedInRedditTumblrPinterestWhatsApp Related Post navigationPrevious post: A Man Young And Old:- The MermaidNext post: A Nativity