YEATS!!!

I love Yeats more than you can imagine. The way he works with words astounds me. My souls gets fed by him. I have to thank my dear friend Arri for showing me this brilliant man.

"The hour of the waning of love has beset us,
And weary and worn are our sad souls now;
Let us part, ere the season of passion forget us,
With a kiss and a tear on thy drooping brow."
W.B.Yeats