William Butler Yeats (Уильям Батлер Йейтс)

The Pity of Love

  A pity beyond all telling
  Is hid in the heart of love:
  The folk who are buying and selling
  The clouds on their journey above
  The cold wet winds ever blowing
  And the shadowy hazel grove
  Where mouse-gray waters are flowing
  Threaten the head that I love.

1. Индус о Боге • The Indian upon God
2. Жалобы старика • The Lamentation of the Old Pensioner
3. The Collar-Bone of a Hare
4. In Memory of Major Robert Gregory
5. Специалисты • The Scholars

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Количество обращений к стихотворению: 1808

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