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. The Lamentation of the Old Pensioner
2. The Dedication to a Book of Stories Selected from the Irish Novelists
3. To Ireland in the Coming Times
4. The Old Men Admiring Themselves in the Water
5. The Ballad of Father Gilligan

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