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 ...
<i>A moonlight moor. Fairies leading a child.</i>Male Fairies: Do not fear us, earthly maid!We will lead you hand in handBy ...
OTHERS because you did not keepThat deep-sworn vow have been friends of mine;Yet always when I look death in the ...
A doll in the doll-maker's house Looks at the cradle and bawls: 'That is an insult to us.' But the ...
A little Indian temple in the Golden Age. Around it a garden; around that the forest. Anashuya, the young priestess, ...
O what has made that sudden noise? What on the threshold stands? It never crossed the sea because John Bull ...
Earth in beauty dressed Awaits returning spring. All true love must die, Alter at the best Into some lesser thing. ...
Red Rose, proud Rose, sad Rose of all my days! Come near me, while I sing the ancient ways: Cuchulain ...
I am tired of cursing the Bishop, (Said Crazy Jane) Nine books or nine hats Would not make him a ...
I sat on cushioned otter-skin: My word was law from Ith to Emain, And shook at Inver Amergin The hearts ...
The dews drop slowly and dreams gather: unknown spears Suddenly hurtle before my dream-awakened eyes, And then the clash of ...
This night has been so strange that it seemed As if the hair stood up on my head. From going-down ...
Out-Worn heart, in a time out-worn, Come clear of the nets of wrong and right; Laugh, heart, again in the ...
O'Driscoll drove with a song The wild duck and the drake From the tall and the tufted reeds Of the ...
'Those Platonists are a curse,' he said, 'God's fire upon the wane, A diagram hung there instead, More women born ...
Three old hermits took the air By a cold and desolate sea, First was muttering a prayer, Second rummaged for ...
'What have I earned for all that work,' I said, 'For all that I have done at my own charge? ...
Dry timber under that rich foliage, At wine-dark midnight in the sacred wood, Too old for a man's love I ...
I wander by the edge Of this desolate lake Where wind cries in the sedge: Until the axle break That ...
One that is ever kind said yesterday: 'Your well-beloved's hair has threads of grey, And little shadows come about her ...
Because there is safety in derision I talked about an apparition, I took no trouble to convince, Or seem plausible ...
If you, that have grown old, were the first dead, Neither catalpa tree nor scented lime Should hear my living ...
When I play on my fiddle in Dooney. Folk dance like a wave of the sea; My cousin is priest ...
O bid me mount and sail up there Amid the cloudy wrack, For peg and Meg and Paris' love That ...
My dear, my dear, I know More than another What makes your heart beat so; Not even your own mother ...
We have cried in our despair That men desert, For some trivial affair Or noisy, insolent sport, Beauty that we ...
O hurry where by water among the trees The delicate-stepping stag and his lady sigh, When they have but looked ...
Pardon, old fathers, if you still remain Somewhere in ear-shot for the story's end, Old Dublin merchant "free of the ...
I hear the Shadowy Horses, their long manes a-shake, Their hoofs heavy with tumult, their eyes glimmering white; The North ...
Be you still, be you still, trembling heart; Remember the wisdom out of the old days: Him who trembles before ...
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