The Heart of The Woman --- W. B. Yeats

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   The Heart of The Woman --- W. B. Yeats
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The Wind Among the Reeds (1899)
[b:8c34b9fca5]W. B. Yeats[/b:8c34b9fca5]

[b:8c34b9fca5]THE HEART OF THE WOMAN[/b:8c34b9fca5]

O WHAT to me the little room
That was brimmed up with prayer and rest;
He bade me out into the gloom,
And my breast lies upon his breast.

O what to me my mother's care,
The house where I was safe and warm;
The shadowy blossom of my hair
Will hide us from the bitter storm.

O hiding hair and dewy eyes,
I am no more with life and death,
My heart upon his warm heart lies,
My breath is mixed into his breath.

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THE LOVER ASKS FORGIVENESS BECAUSE OF HIS MANY MOODS

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   THE LOVER ASKS FORGIVENESS BECAUSE OF HIS MANY MOODS
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[b:92b8248ba7]THE LOVER ASKS FORGIVENESS BECAUSE OF HIS MANY MOODS[/b:92b8248ba7]

IF this importunate heart trouble your peace
With words lighter than air,

Or hopes that in mere hoping flicker and cease;
Crumple the rose in your hair;

And cover your lips with odorous twilight and say,
'O Hearts of wind-blown flame!

O Winds, older than changing of night and day,
That murmuring and longing came

From marble cities loud with tabors of old
In dove-grey faery lands;

From battle-banners, fold upon purple fold,
Queens wrought with glimmering hands;

That saw young Niamh hover with love-lorn face
Above the wandering tide;

And lingered in the hidden desolate place
Where the last Phoenix died,

And wrapped the flames above his holy head;
And still murmur and long:

O piteous Hearts, changing till change be dead
In a tumultuous song':

And cover the pale blossoms of your breast
With your dim heavy hair,

And trouble with a sigh for all things longing for rest
The odorous twilight there.

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