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Berenice Whelan


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The Wheel

The Wheel von William Butler Yeats, 1928

Through winter-time we call on spring,
And through the spring on summer call,
And when abounding hedges ring
Declare that winter's best of all;
And after that there s nothing good
Because the spring-time has not come -
Nor know that what disturbs our blood
Is but its longing for the tomb.

Ein etwas melancholisches Gedicht, daß des Menschen Verlangen nach dem Wechsel der Jahreszeiten dokumentiert.

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