The time comes when our hearts sink utterly;
When we remember Deirdre and her tale,
And that her lips are dust.


Collected poems (ed. 1954)


The time comes when our hearts sink utterly; When we remember Deirdre and her tale, And that her lips are dust.

The time comes when our hearts sink utterly; When we remember Deirdre and her tale, And that her lips are dust.

The time comes when our hearts sink utterly; When we remember Deirdre and her tale, And that her lips are dust.

The time comes when our hearts sink utterly; When we remember Deirdre and her tale, And that her lips are dust.