Love's Loneliness

William Butler Yeats
William Butler Yeats
1 min min read
Love's Loneliness

Old fathers, great-grandfathers,
Rise as kindred should.
If ever lover's loneliness
Came where you stood,
Pray that Heaven protect us
That protect your blood.


The mountain throws a shadow,
Thin is the moon's horn;
What did we remember
Under the ragged thorn?
Dread has followed longing,
And our hearts are torn.
275 Views
Share

Comments (0)

Log in to post a comment.

No comments yet. Be the first to comment.