The Wind Among the Reeds/Into the Twilight

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3340834The Wind Among the Reeds — Into the TwilightWilliam Butler Yeats

INTO THE TWILIGHT

Out-worn heart, in a time out-worn,
Come clear of the nets of wrong and right;
Laugh heart again in the gray twilight,
Sigh, heart, again in the dew of the morn.

Your mother Eire[errata 1] is always young,
Dew ever shining and twilight gray;
Though hope fall form you and love decay,
Burning in fires of a slanderous tongue.

Come, heart, where hill is heaped upon hill:
For there the mystical brotherhood
Of sun and moon and hollow and wood
And river and stream work out their will;

And God stands winding His lonely horn,
And time and the world are ever in flight;
And love is less kind than the gray twilight,
And hope is less dear than the dew of the morn.

Errata

  1. Original: Erie was amended to Eire: detail