He Remembers Forgotten Beauty (William Butler Yeats Poems)
When my arms wrap you round I press My heart upon the loveliness That has long faded from the world; ...
When my arms wrap you round I press My heart upon the loveliness That has long faded from the world; ...
Shepherd. That cry's from the first cuckoo of the year. I wished before it ceased. Goatherd. Nor bird nor beast ...
O cloud-pale eyelids, dream-dimmed eyes, The poets labouring all their days To build a perfect beauty in rhyme Are overthrown ...
I walked among the seven woods of Coole: Shan-walla, where a willow-hordered pond Gathers the wild duck from the winter ...
Ah, that Time could touch a form That could show what Homer's age Bred to be a hero's wage. 'Were ...
I What shall I do with this absurdity - O heart, O troubled heart - this caricature, Decrepit age that ...
I On the grey rock of Cashel the mind's eye Has called up the cold spirits that are born When ...
I Blessed be this place, More blessed still this tower; A bloody, arrogant power Rose out of the race Uttering, ...
If any man drew near When I was young, I thought, 'He holds her dear,' And shook with hate and ...
Who talks of Plato's spindle; What set it whirling round? Eternity may dwindle, Time is unwound, Dan and Jerry Lout ...
Although I shelter from the rain Under a broken tree, My chair was nearest to the fire In every company ...
You ask what - I have found, and far and wide I go: Nothing but Cromwell's house and Cromwell's murderous ...
One that is ever kind said yesterday: 'Your well-beloved's hair has threads of grey, And little shadows come about her ...
A cursing rogue with a merry face, A bundle of rags upon a crutch, Stumbled upon that windy place Called ...
Do not because this day I have grown saturnine Imagine that lost love, inseparable from my thought Because I have ...
ARGUMENT. Baile and Aillinn were lovers, but Aengus, the Master of Love, wishing them to he happy in his own ...
I would that we were, my beloved, white birds on the foam of the sea! We tire of the flame ...
Out-Worn heart, in a time out-worn, Come clear of the nets of wrong and right; Laugh, heart, again in the ...
The old priest Peter Gilligan Was weary night and day; For half his flock were in their beds, Or under ...
'Love is all Unsatisfied That cannot take the whole Body and soul'; And that is what Jane said. 'Take the ...
S. Patrick. You who are bent, and bald, and blind, With a heavy heart and a wandering mind, Have known ...
Time drops in decay, Like a candle burnt out, And the mountains and woods Have their day, have their day; ...
He stood among a crowd at Dromahair; His heart hung all upon a silken dress, And he had known at ...
If you have revisited the town, thin Shade, Whether to look upon your monument (I wonder if the builder has ...
If you, that have grown old, were the first dead, Neither catalpa tree nor scented lime Should hear my living ...
(After reading `The Forged Casement Diaries' by Dr. Maloney) I say that Roger Casement Did what he had to do. ...
When I play on my fiddle in Dooney. Folk dance like a wave of the sea; My cousin is priest ...
'What have I earned for all that work,' I said, 'For all that I have done at my own charge? ...
A certain poet in outlandish clothes Gathered a crowd in some Byzantine lane, Talked1 of his country and its people, ...
Fled foam underneath us, and round us, a wandering and milky smoke, High as the Saddle-girth, covering away from our ...
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