A Man Young And Old (William Butler Yeats Poems)
IFirst LoveTHOUGH nurtured like the sailing moonIn beauty's murderous brood,She walked awhile and blushed awhileAnd on my pathway stoodUntil I ...
IFirst LoveTHOUGH nurtured like the sailing moonIn beauty's murderous brood,She walked awhile and blushed awhileAnd on my pathway stoodUntil I ...
I dreamed as in my bed I lay, All night's fathomless wisdom come, That I had shorn my locks away ...
We sat under an old thorn-tree And talked away the night, Told all that had been said or done Since ...
If you, that have grown old, were the first dead, Neither catalpa tree nor scented lime Should hear my living ...
I think it better that in times like these A poet's mouth be silent, for in truth We have no ...
A certain poet in outlandish clothes Gathered a crowd in some Byzantine lane, Talked1 of his country and its people, ...
I know, although when looks meet I tremble to the bone, The more I leave the door unlatched The sooner ...
I meditate upon a swallow's flight, Upon a aged woman and her house, A sycamore and lime-tree lost in night ...
I hear the Shadowy Horses, their long manes a-shake, Their hoofs heavy with tumult, their eyes glimmering white; The North ...
'What do you make so fair and bright?' 'I make the cloak of Sorrow: O lovely to see in all ...
Cumhal called out, bending his head, Till Dathi came and stood, With a blink in his eyes, at the cave-mouth, ...
And thus declared that Arab lady: 'Last night, where under the wild moon On grassy mattress I had laid me, ...
Rose of all Roses, Rose of all the World! The tall thought-woven sails, that flap unfurled Above the tide of ...
Man. In a cleft that's christened Alt Under broken stone I halt At the bottom of a pit That broad ...
He. Never until this night have I been stirred. The elaborate starlight throws a reflection On the dark stream, Till ...
He. Opinion is not worth a rush; In this altar-piece the knight, Who grips his long spear so to push ...
Beloved, gaze in thine own heart, The holy tree is growing there; From joy the holy branches start, And all ...
I Now that we're almost settled in our house I'll name the friends that cannot sup with us Beside a ...
He. Dear, I must be gone While night Shuts the eyes Of the household spies; That song announces dawn. She. ...
Bring me to the blasted oak That I, midnight upon the stroke, (All find safety in the tomb.) May call ...
I Remember all those renowned generations, They left their bodies to fatten the wolves, They left their homesteads to fatten ...
She lived in storm and strife, Her soul had such desire For what proud death may bring That it could ...
Because there is safety in derision I talked about an apparition, I took no trouble to convince, Or seem plausible ...
I sat on cushioned otter-skin: My word was law from Ith to Emain, And shook at Inver Amergin The hearts ...
Sing of the O'Rahilly, Do not deny his right; Sing a 'the' before his name; Allow that he, despite All ...
The old priest Peter Gilligan Was weary night and day; For half his flock were in their beds, Or under ...
(From Oedipus at Colonus) Chorus. Come praise Colonus' horses, and come praise The wine-dark of the wood's intricacies, The nightingale ...
'What have I earned for all that work,' I said, 'For all that I have done at my own charge? ...
Fergus. This whole day have I followed in the rocks, And you have changed and flowed from shape to shape, ...
I passed along the water's edge below the humid trees, My spirit rocked in evening light, the rushes round my ...
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