The Lover’s Song (William Butler Yeats Poems)
Bird sighs for the air, Thought for I know not where, For the womb the seed sighs. Now sinks the ...
Bird sighs for the air, Thought for I know not where, For the womb the seed sighs. Now sinks the ...
What lively lad most pleasured me Of all that with me lay? I answer that I gave my soul And ...
Turning and turning in the widening gyre The falcon cannot hear the falconer; Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold; ...
I That is no country for old men. The young In one another's arms, birds in the trees - Those ...
I I walk through the long schoolroom questioning; A kind old nun in a white hood replies; The children learn ...
I have met them at close of day Coming with vivid faces From counter or desk among grey Eighteenth-century houses. ...
(For Harry Clifton) I HAVE heard that hysterical women say They are sick of the palette and fiddle-bow. Of poets ...
The unpurged images of day recede; The Emperor's drunken soldiery are abed; Night resonance recedes, night walkers' song After great ...
Now, man of croziers, shadows called our names And then away, away, like whirling flames; And now fled by, mist-covered, ...
Like the moon her kindness is, If kindness I may call What has no comprehension in't, But is the same ...
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