• And when you sigh from kiss to kiss I hear white Beauty sighing, too, For hours when all must fade like dew.

    William Butler Yeats: And when you sigh from kiss to kiss
I hear white Beauty sighing, too,
For hours when all must fade like dew.
    William Butler Yeats (2000). “The Collected Poems of W. B. Yeats”, p.50, Wordsworth Editions