Poem by William Butler Yeats

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. To a Friend Whose Work Has Come to Nothing
2. When Helen Lived
3. The Three Beggars
4. The Attack on 'The Playboy of the Western World', 1907
5. To a Wealthy Man Who Promised a Second Subscription to the Dublin Municipal Gallery if It Were Proved the People Wanted Pictures

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