The Lovers Song
Read 'The Lovers Song' by 'William Butler Yeats' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.
Bird sighs for the air,
Thought for I know not where,
For the womb the seed sighs.
Now sinks the same rest
On mind, on nest,
On straining thighs.
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