The Lover's Song Poem by William Butler Yeats

The Lover's Song

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BIRD sighs for the air,
Thought for I know not where,
For the womb the seed sighs.
Now sinks the same rest
On mind, on nest,
On straining thighs.

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William Butler Yeats

William Butler Yeats

County Dublin / Ireland
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