D.H. Lawrence (1885–1930). New Poems. 1916.

5. Birdcage Walk

WHEN the wind blows her veil
  And uncovers her laughter
I cease, I turn pale.
When the wind blows her veil
From the woes I bewail
  Of love and hereafter:
When the wind blows her veil
I cease, I turn pale.

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