O curlew, cry no more in the air,
Or only to the water in the West;
Because your crying brings to my mind
passion-dimmed eyes and long heavy hair
That was shaken out over my breast:
There is enough evil in the crying of wind.

(C) William Butler Yeats
01/01/2000


Best Poems of William Butler Yeats

• The Cloak, The Boat And The Shoes
• The Wheel
• A Man Young And Old: I. First Love
• The Pilgrim
• A Bronze Head
• Maid Quiet
• A Prayer For My Son
• A Faery Song
• Three Things
• Ego Dominus Tuus
• The Four Ages Of Man
• Oil And Blood
• A Prayer For Old Age
• Young Mans Song
• Men Improve With The Years
• The Collar-bone Of A Hare
• A Dialogue Of Self And Soul
• A Crazed Girl
• Aedh Pleads With The Elemental Powers