Is it merely the romantic soul in me, the poets heart that skips a beat to see this spot and where he lays and his words that are echo hear?
Poet W. B. Yeats was brought home to st. Columba’s, Drumcliff churchyard, Ireland, where his grandfather was rector in Drumcliff county Sligo. The epitaph was penned by he himself. Buried with his wife George ( Bertha Georgie Hyge Lees Yates)
Cast a cold eyeCast a cold eye
On Life, on Death
Horseman pass by
W. B. Yeats died in France in 1939 and was buried at a hilltop cemetery near the French Riviera. At George’s direction, he was re-interred at Drumcliff Churchyard in Sligo in 1948
It was Yeats’ own wish to rest in Sligo, as he made clear in the last stanza of the poem Under Ben Bulben:
Under bare Ben Bulben’s head
In Drumcliff churchyard Yeats is laid.
An ancestor was rector there
Long years ago, a church stands near,
By the road an ancient cross.
No marble, no conventional phrase;
On limestone quarried near the spot
By his command these words are cut:
Cast a cold eye
On life, on death.
Horseman, pass by!