The Wheel by William Butler Yeats
The Wheel by William Butler Yeats

The Wheel

William Butler Yeats * Track #5 On The Tower

The Wheel Annotated

Through winter−time we call on spring,
And through the spring on summer call,
And when abounding hedges ring
Declare that winter's best of all;
And after that there's nothing good
Because the spring−time has not come −
Nor know that what disturbs our blood
Is but its longing for the tomb.

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