Adam’s Curse (William Butler Yeats Poems)
We sat together at one summer's end, That beautiful mild woman, your close friend, And you and I, and talked ...
We sat together at one summer's end, That beautiful mild woman, your close friend, And you and I, and talked ...
That crazed girl improvising her music. Her poetry, dancing upon the shore, Her soul in division from itself Climbing, falling ...
Poetry, music, I have loved, and yet Because of those new dead That come into my soul and escape Confusion ...
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