He Bids His Beloved Be At Peace (William Butler Yeats Poems)
I hear the Shadowy Horses, their long manes a-shake, Their hoofs heavy with tumult, their eyes glimmering white; The North ...
I hear the Shadowy Horses, their long manes a-shake, Their hoofs heavy with tumult, their eyes glimmering white; The North ...
Cumhal called out, bending his head, Till Dathi came and stood, With a blink in his eyes, at the cave-mouth, ...
'Though to my feathers in the wet, I have stood here from break of day. I have not found a ...
I Blessed be this place, More blessed still this tower; A bloody, arrogant power Rose out of the race Uttering, ...
For certain minutes at the least That crafty demon and that loud beast That plague me day and night Ran ...
A certain poet in outlandish clothes Gathered a crowd in some Byzantine lane, Talked1 of his country and its people, ...
I My Paistin Finn is my sole desire, And I am shrunken to skin and bone, For all my heart ...
I What shall I do with this absurdity - O heart, O troubled heart - this caricature, Decrepit age that ...
This night has been so strange that it seemed As if the hair stood up on my head. From going-down ...
Why should I blame her that she filled my days With misery, or that she would of late Have taught ...
I Between extremities Man runs his course; A brand, or flaming breath. Comes to destroy All those antinomies Of day ...
I. Ribh at the Tomb of Baile and Aillinn Because you have found me in the pitch-dark night With open ...
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