FOR ANNE GREGORY ``Never shall a young man, Thrown into despair By those great honey-colored Ramparts at your ear, Love you for yourself alone And not your yellow hair.'' ``But I can get a hair-dye And set such color there, Brown, or black, or carrot That young men in despair May love me for myself alone And not my yellow hair.'' ``I heard an old religious man But yesternight declare That he had found a text to prove That only God, my dear, Could love you for yourself alone And not your yellow hair.'' William Butler Yeats