The Chambermaid's Second Song

William Butler Yeats

From pleasure of the bed,
Dull as a worm,
His rod and its butting head
Limp as a worm,
His spirit that has fled
Blind as a worm.

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• William Butler Yeats : The Circus Animal Desertion
• William Butler Yeats : The Circus Animals' Desertion
• William Butler Yeats : The Cloak, The Boat, And The Shoes
• William Butler Yeats : The Cold Heaven
• William Butler Yeats : The Collar-bone Of A Hare
• William Butler Yeats : The Coming Of Wisdom With Time
• William Butler Yeats : The Countess Cathleen In Paradise
• William Butler Yeats : The Crazed Moon
• William Butler Yeats : The Curse Of Cromwell

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• William Butler Yeats : The Chambermaid's First Song
• William Butler Yeats : The Cat And The Moon
• William Butler Yeats : The Cap And Bells
• William Butler Yeats : The Blessed
• William Butler Yeats : The Black Tower
• William Butler Yeats : The Balloon Of The Mind
• William Butler Yeats : The Ballad Of The Foxhunter
• William Butler Yeats : The Ballad Of Moll Magee
• William Butler Yeats : The Ballad Of Father O'hart
• William Butler Yeats : The Ballad Of Father Gilligan