The brawling of a sparrow in the eaves, The brilli — William Butler Yeats

The brawling of a sparrow in the eaves, The brilliant moon and all the milky sky, And all that famous harmony of leaves, Had blotted out man’s image and his cry.

The Rose. The Sorrow of Love, st. 1

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