Peace (William Butler Yeats Poems)
Ah, that Time could touch a form That could show what Homer's age Bred to be a hero's wage. 'Were ...
Ah, that Time could touch a form That could show what Homer's age Bred to be a hero's wage. 'Were ...
O thought, fly to her when the end of day Awakens an old memory, and say, 'Your strength, that is ...
A little Indian temple in the Golden Age. Around it a garden; around that the forest. Anashuya, the young priestess, ...
A certain poet in outlandish clothes Gathered a crowd in some Byzantine lane, Talked1 of his country and its people, ...
I What shall I do with this absurdity - O heart, O troubled heart - this caricature, Decrepit age that ...
You think it horrible that lust and rage Should dance attention upon my old age; They were not such a ...
Fled foam underneath us, and round us, a wandering and milky smoke, High as the Saddle-girth, covering away from our ...
I. Ancestral Houses Surely among a rich man's flowering lawns, Amid the rustle of his planted hills, Life overflows without ...
Why should I blame her that she filled my days With misery, or that she would of late Have taught ...
I Under the Great Comedian's tomb the crowd. A bundle of tempestuous cloud is blown About the sky; where that ...
Now, man of croziers, shadows called our names And then away, away, like whirling flames; And now fled by, mist-covered, ...
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