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 ...
O cloud-pale eyelids, dream-dimmed eyes, The poets labouring all their days To build a perfect beauty in rhyme Are overthrown ...
Things out of perfection sail, And all their swelling canvas wear, Nor shall the self-begotten fail Though fantastic men suppose ...
There is grey in your hair. Young men no longer suddenly catch their breath When you are passing; But maybe ...
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