A Man Young And Old (William Butler Yeats Poems)
IFirst LoveTHOUGH nurtured like the sailing moonIn beauty's murderous brood,She walked awhile and blushed awhileAnd on my pathway stoodUntil I ...
IFirst LoveTHOUGH nurtured like the sailing moonIn beauty's murderous brood,She walked awhile and blushed awhileAnd on my pathway stoodUntil I ...
What's riches to him That has made a great peacock With the pride of his eye? The wind-beaten, stone-grey, And ...
I What shall I do with this absurdity - O heart, O troubled heart - this caricature, Decrepit age that ...
I Remember all those renowned generations, They left their bodies to fatten the wolves, They left their homesteads to fatten ...
What woman hugs her infant there? Another star has shot an ear. What made the drapery glisten so? Not a ...
Laughter not time destroyed my voice And put that crack in it, And when the moon's pot-bellied I get a ...
'Though to my feathers in the wet, I have stood here from break of day. I have not found a ...
I met the Bishop on the road And much said he and I. 'Those breasts are flat and fallen now, ...
Half close your eyelids, loosen your hair, And dream about the great and their pride; They have spoken against you ...
Pour wine and dance if manhood still have pride, Bring roses if the rose be yet in bloom; The cataract ...
Shepherd. That cry's from the first cuckoo of the year. I wished before it ceased. Goatherd. Nor bird nor beast ...
S. Patrick. You who are bent, and bald, and blind, With a heavy heart and a wandering mind, Have known ...
Who dreamed that beauty passes like a dream? For these red lips, with all their mournful pride, Mournful that no ...
I Around me the images of thirty years: An ambush; pilgrims at the water-side; Casement upon trial, half hidden by ...
I met the Bishop on the road And much said he and I. 'Those breasts are flat and fallen now, ...
'O words are lightly spoken,' Said Pearse to Connolly, 'Maybe a breath of politic words Has withered our Rose Tree; ...
Now, man of croziers, shadows called our names And then away, away, like whirling flames; And now fled by, mist-covered, ...
Epilogue to "A Vision' MIDNIGHT has come, and the great Christ Church Bell And may a lesser bell sound through ...
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