Poem by William Butler Yeats

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.

1. The Rose of Battle
2. The Rose of the World
3. The Old Men Admiring Themselves in the Water
4. For Anne Gregory
5. The Lover Tells of the Rose in His Heart

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