Three Marching Songs (William Butler Yeats Poems)
I Remember all those renowned generations, They left their bodies to fatten the wolves, They left their homesteads to fatten ...
I Remember all those renowned generations, They left their bodies to fatten the wolves, They left their homesteads to fatten ...
A doll in the doll-maker's house Looks at the cradle and bawls: 'That is an insult to us.' But the ...
A certain poet in outlandish clothes Gathered a crowd in some Byzantine lane, Talked1 of his country and its people, ...
A man I praise that once in Tara's Hals Said to the woman on his knees, 'Lie still. My hundredth ...
I I walk through the long schoolroom questioning; A kind old nun in a white hood replies; The children learn ...
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