Stream And Sun At Glendalough (William Butler Yeats Poems)
Through intricate motions ran Stream and gliding sun And all my heart seemed gay: Some stupid thing that I had ...
Through intricate motions ran Stream and gliding sun And all my heart seemed gay: Some stupid thing that I had ...
Once more the storm is howling, and half hid Under this cradle-hood and coverlid My child sleeps on. There is ...
'Never shall a young man, Thrown into despair By those great honey-coloured Ramparts at your ear, Love you for yourself ...
I went out alone To sing a song or two, My fancy on a man, And you know who. Another ...
Although I can see him still. The freckled man who goes To a grey place on a hill In grey ...
I sing what was lost and dread what was won, I walk in a battle fought over again, My king ...
I Between extremities Man runs his course; A brand, or flaming breath. Comes to destroy All those antinomies Of day ...
Nor dread nor hope attend A dying animal; A man awaits his end Dreading and hoping all; Many times he ...
'In our time the destiny of man prevents its meanings in political terms.' -- Thomas Mann. How can I, that ...
Come, let me sing into your ear; Those dancing days are gone, All that silk and satin gear; Crouch upon ...
I I walk through the long schoolroom questioning; A kind old nun in a white hood replies; The children learn ...
The unpurged images of day recede; The Emperor's drunken soldiery are abed; Night resonance recedes, night walkers' song After great ...
I. Ribh at the Tomb of Baile and Aillinn Because you have found me in the pitch-dark night With open ...
I Around me the images of thirty years: An ambush; pilgrims at the water-side; Casement upon trial, half hidden by ...
I Under the Great Comedian's tomb the crowd. A bundle of tempestuous cloud is blown About the sky; where that ...
God guard me from those thoughts men think In the mind alone; He that sings a lasting song Thinks in ...
Come round me, little childer; There, don't fling stones at me Because I mutter as I go; But pity Moll ...
I I sought a theme and sought for it in vain, I sought it daily for six weeks or so. ...
I call on those that call me son, Grandson, or great-grandson, On uncles, aunts, great-uncles or great-aunts, To judge what ...
My Soul. I summon to the winding ancient stair; Set all your mind upon the steep ascent, Upon the broken, ...
There was a man whom Sorrow named his Friend, And he, of his high comrade Sorrow dreaming, Went walking with ...
There is grey in your hair. Young men no longer suddenly catch their breath When you are passing; But maybe ...
I bade, because the wick and oil are spent And frozen are the channels of the blood, My discontented heart ...
Who will go drive with Fergus now, And pierce the deep wood's woven shade, And dance upon the level shore? ...
I Many ingenious lovely things are gone That seemed sheer miracle to the multitude, protected from the circle of the ...
I whispered, 'I am too young,' And then, 'I am old enough'; Wherefore I threw a penny To find out ...
The intellect of man is forced to choose perfection of the life, or of the work, And if it take ...
She hears me strike the board and say That she is under ban Of all good men and women, Being ...
Turning and turning in the widening gyre The falcon cannot hear the falconer; Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold; ...
Come swish around, my pretty punk, And keep me dancing still That I may stay a sober man Although I ...
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