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 ...
A certain poet in outlandish clothes Gathered a crowd in some Byzantine lane, Talked1 of his country and its people, ...
Acquaintance; companion; One dear brilliant woman; The best-endowed, the elect, All by their youth undone, All, all, by that inhuman ...
I meditate upon a swallow's flight, Upon a aged woman and her house, A sycamore and lime-tree lost in night ...
Shepherd. That cry's from the first cuckoo of the year. I wished before it ceased. Goatherd. Nor bird nor beast ...
And thus declared that Arab lady: 'Last night, where under the wild moon On grassy mattress I had laid me, ...
Dry timber under that rich foliage, At wine-dark midnight in the sacred wood, Too old for a man's love I ...
I Her Courtesy With the old kindness, the old distinguished grace, She lies, her lovely piteous head amid dull red ...
The Powers whose name and shape no living creature knows Have pulled the Immortal Rose; And though the Seven Lights ...
My dear, my dear, I know More than another What makes your heart beat so; Not even your own mother ...
I walked among the seven woods of Coole: Shan-walla, where a willow-hordered pond Gathers the wild duck from the winter ...
I Now that we're almost settled in our house I'll name the friends that cannot sup with us Beside a ...
I On the grey rock of Cashel the mind's eye Has called up the cold spirits that are born When ...
Sickness brought me this Thought, in that scale of his: Why should I be dismayed Though flame had burned the ...
Hunchback. Stand up and lift your hand and bless A man that finds great bitterness In thinking of his lost ...
Man. In a cleft that's christened Alt Under broken stone I halt At the bottom of a pit That broad ...
If any man drew near When I was young, I thought, 'He holds her dear,' And shook with hate and ...
King Eochaid came at sundown to a wood Westward of Tara. Hurrying to his queen He had outridden his war-wasted ...
I Blessed be this place, More blessed still this tower; A bloody, arrogant power Rose out of the race Uttering, ...
Was it the double of my dream The woman that by me lay Dreamed, or did we halve a dream ...
Beloved, gaze in thine own heart, The holy tree is growing there; From joy the holy branches start, And all ...
I thought of your beauty, and this arrow, Made out of a wild thought, is in my marrow. There's no ...
An old man cocked his car upon a bridge; He and his friend, their faces to the South, Had trod ...
'Though to my feathers in the wet, I have stood here from break of day. I have not found a ...
O thought, fly to her when the end of day Awakens an old memory, and say, 'Your strength, that is ...
He. Opinion is not worth a rush; In this altar-piece the knight, Who grips his long spear so to push ...
S. Patrick. You who are bent, and bald, and blind, With a heavy heart and a wandering mind, Have known ...
If you have revisited the town, thin Shade, Whether to look upon your monument (I wonder if the builder has ...
Though nurtured like the sailing moon In beauty's murderous brood, She walked awhile and blushed awhile And on my pathway ...
The First. My great-grandfather spoke to Edmund Burke In Grattan's house. The Second. My great-grandfather shared A pot-house bench with ...
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