The White Birds（1/1）

Willia Butler Yeats

I would that we were, y beloved, white birds on the foa of the sea!

We tire of the f of the teor, before itfade and flee;

And the f of the be star of ilight, hung low on the ri of the sky,

Has awakedour hearts, y beloved, a sadhat ay not die.

A wearess es fro those drears, dew-dabbled, the lily and rose;

Ah, drea not of the, y beloved, the f of the teor that goes,

Or the f of the be star

That lgers hung lowthe fall of the dew:

For I would we were ged to white birds on the wanderg foa: I and you!

I a haunted by nuberless isnds, and any a Danaan shore,

Where Ti would surely fet , and Sorrow e nearno ore;

Soon far fro the rose and the lily and fret of the fs would we be,

Were we only white birds, y beloved, buoyed out on the foa of the sea!