The Lover Mourns For The Loss Of Love

PALE brows, still hands and dim hair,
I had a beautiful friend
And dreamed that the old despair
Would end in love in the end:
She looked in my heart one day
And saw your image was there;
She has gone weeping away.

by William Butler Yeats

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I deeply feel her love and insanity from this love. Love does make people do crazy things
Wonderful expression,from Plath,I heard about her from friends.. I like the verse, I fancied you return the way you said,but I grow old forgotten your name.(I think I made you up inside my head.)
Today I finished reading the Bell Jar as an assignment for my feminist literature course, and I decided to look this poem up, remembering that it has always been one of my favorites. After reading it nearly ten times in the last hour, I love it more than I did even when it was something fresh and new to me. I value and admire this one work of Sylvia's more than I value any other poet's work, more than my own, more than anyone else's collectively. She was a wonderful, brilliant, talented woman.
Like Casey, I've just started exploring Sylvia's poetry, and I have to agree; it's amazing. This and Metaphors are probably my favourite poems of hers that I've read so far. I love this because it really speaks to me, and it's just such a wonderful piece of writing.
this is such a great poem! the title is really an interesting contrast i think with the content
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