Baile And Aillinn (William Butler Yeats Poems)
ARGUMENT. Baile and Aillinn were lovers, but Aengus, the Master of Love, wishing them to he happy in his own ...
ARGUMENT. Baile and Aillinn were lovers, but Aengus, the Master of Love, wishing them to he happy in his own ...
I know, although when looks meet I tremble to the bone, The more I leave the door unlatched The sooner ...
Cumhal called out, bending his head, Till Dathi came and stood, With a blink in his eyes, at the cave-mouth, ...
I Locke sank into a swoon; The Garden died; God took the spinning-jenny Out of his side. II Where got ...
Rose of all Roses, Rose of all the World! The tall thought-woven sails, that flap unfurled Above the tide of ...
Sang old Tom the lunatic That sleeps under the canopy: 'What change has put my thoughts astray And eyes that ...
I found that ivory image there Dancing with her chosen youth, But when he wound her coal-black hair As though ...
If Michael, leader of God's host When Heaven and Hell are met, Looked down on you from Heaven's door-post He ...
Fled foam underneath us, and round us, a wandering and milky smoke, High as the Saddle-girth, covering away from our ...
God grant a blessing on this tower and cottage And on my heirs, if all remain unspoiled, No table or ...
Poets with whom I learned my trade. Companions of the Cheshire Cheese, Here's an old story I've remade, Imagining 'twould ...
Bring me to the blasted oak That I, midnight upon the stroke, (All find safety in the tomb.) May call ...
Indignant at the fumbling wits, the obscure spite Of our old paudeen in his shop, I stumbled blind Among the ...
A little Indian temple in the Golden Age. Around it a garden; around that the forest. Anashuya, the young priestess, ...
Hunchback. Stand up and lift your hand and bless A man that finds great bitterness In thinking of his lost ...
S. Patrick. You who are bent, and bald, and blind, With a heavy heart and a wandering mind, Have known ...
How came this ranger Now sunk in rest, Stranger with strangcr. On my cold breast? What's left to Sigh for? ...
Far-off, most secret, and inviolate Rose, Enfold me in my hour of hours; where those Who sought thee in the ...
A man I praise that once in Tara's Hals Said to the woman on his knees, 'Lie still. My hundredth ...
A man came slowly from the setting sun, To Emer, raddling raiment in her dun, And said, 'I am that ...
That lover of a night Came when he would, Went in the dawning light Whether I would or no; Men ...
'Never shall a young man, Thrown into despair By those great honey-coloured Ramparts at your ear, Love you for yourself ...
The angels are stooping Above your bed; They weary of trooping With the whimpering dead. God's laughing in Heaven To ...
Come round me, little childer; There, don't fling stones at me Because I mutter as I go; But pity Moll ...
I call on those that call me son, Grandson, or great-grandson, On uncles, aunts, great-uncles or great-aunts, To judge what ...
Now, man of croziers, shadows called our names And then away, away, like whirling flames; And now fled by, mist-covered, ...
Know, that I would accounted be True brother of a company That sang, to sweeten Ireland's wrong, Ballad and story, ...
I. Ribh at the Tomb of Baile and Aillinn Because you have found me in the pitch-dark night With open ...
What need you, being come to sense, But fumble in a greasy till And add the halfpence to the pence ...
I That is no country for old men. The young In one another's arms, birds in the trees - Those ...
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