William Butler Yeats

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

Her Anxiety - Poem by William Butler Yeats

Earth in beauty dressed
Awaits returning spring.
All true love must die,
Alter at the best
Into some lesser thing.
Prove that I lie.

Such body lovers have,
Such exacting breath,
That they touch or sigh.
Every touch they give,
Love is nearer death.
Prove that I lie.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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