The Phases Of The Moon (William Butler Yeats Poems)
An old man cocked his car upon a bridge; He and his friend, their faces to the South, Had trod ...
An old man cocked his car upon a bridge; He and his friend, their faces to the South, Had trod ...
When my arms wrap you round I press My heart upon the loveliness That has long faded from the world; ...
A man came slowly from the setting sun, To Emer, raddling raiment in her dun, And said, 'I am that ...
Hic. On the grey sand beside the shallow stream Under your old wind-beaten tower, where still A lamp burns on ...
Who will go drive with Fergus now, And pierce the deep wood's woven shade, And dance upon the level shore? ...
There is grey in your hair. Young men no longer suddenly catch their breath When you are passing; But maybe ...
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