William Butler Yeats Quote

The wind blows out of the gates of the day, The wind blows over the lonely of heart, And the lonely of heart is withered away.


The Land of Heart's Desire (ed. 1814)


The wind blows out of the gates of the day, The wind blows over the lonely of heart, And the lonely of heart is withered away.

The wind blows out of the gates of the day, The wind blows over the lonely of heart, And the lonely of heart is withered away.

The wind blows out of the gates of the day, The wind blows over the lonely of heart, And the lonely of heart is withered away.

The wind blows out of the gates of the day, The wind blows over the lonely of heart, And the lonely of heart is withered away.