Page:The Land of Heart's Desire, Yeats, 1894.djvu/49

Rh (from the door).

White bird, white bird, come with me, little bird!

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She calls my soul!

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Come with me, little bird!

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I can hear songs and dancing!

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Stay with me!

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Dear, I would stay—and yet and yet—

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White bird!

Come, little bird with crest of gold!

(very softly).

And yet—