William Butler Yeats

(13 June 1865 – 28 January 1939 / County Dublin / Ireland)

The Sorrow Of Love - Poem by William Butler Yeats

THE brawling of a sparrow in the eaves,
The brilliant moon and all the milky sky,
And all that famous harmony of leaves,
Had blotted out man's image and his cry.
A girl arose that had red mournful lips
And seemed the greatness of the world in tears,
Doomed like Odysseus and the labouring ships
And proud as Priam murdered with his peers;
Arose, and on the instant clamorous eaves,
A climbing moon upon an empty sky,
And all that lamentation of the leaves,
Could but compose man's image and his cry.

Comments about The Sorrow Of Love by William Butler Yeats

  • Gold Star - 4,945 Points Charity Nduhiu (8/28/2015 4:37:00 AM)

    A nice poem i have love the harmony of the leaves. (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 4,945 Points Charity Nduhiu (8/25/2015 11:43:00 PM)

    The poem is wonderful i have liked it. Keep up william (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 8,164 Points Herbert Guitang (7/12/2015 3:37:00 AM)

    Marvelous and superb piece (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 10,673 Points Madathil Rajendran Nair (4/7/2015 12:51:00 AM)

    This poem is extremely beautiful although I can't figure out why this is in the love poems section. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 17, 2001

Poem Edited: Thursday, May 17, 2001

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