William Butler Yeats (13 June 1865 – 28 January 1939 / County Dublin / Ireland)
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He Reproves The Curlew
O CURLEW, cry no more in the air,
Or only to the water in the West;
Because your crying brings to my mind
passion-dimmed eyes and long heavy hair
That was shaken out over my breast:
There is enough evil in the crying of wind.
William Butler Yeats
Submitted: Tuesday, May 15, 2001
Edited: Tuesday, May 15, 2001
Read poems about / on: evil, passion, hair, water, wind
Poems by William Butler Yeats : 114 / 402
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