"The Sorrow of Love" by William Butler Yeats, recited by The Wordman

The Sorrow of Love by William Butler Yeats The brawling of a sparrow in the eves, The brilliant moon and all the milky sky, And all that famous harmony of leaves Had blotted out man's image and his cry. A girl arose that had red mournful lips, And seemed the greatness of the world in tears, Doomed like Odysseus and the laboring ships, And proud as Priam, murdered with his peers, Arose, and on the instant glamorous eves, A climbing moon upon an empty sky, And all that lamentation of the leaves Could but compose man's image and his cry.