The Song Of The Happy Shepherd (William Butler Yeats Poems)
The woods of Arcady are dead, And over is their antique joy; Of old the world on dreaming fed; Grey ...
The woods of Arcady are dead, And over is their antique joy; Of old the world on dreaming fed; Grey ...
I What shall I do with this absurdity - O heart, O troubled heart - this caricature, Decrepit age that ...
A man came slowly from the setting sun, To Emer, raddling raiment in her dun, And said, 'I am that ...
Because we love bare hills and stunted trees And were the last to choose the settled ground, Its boredom of ...
Shepherd. That cry's from the first cuckoo of the year. I wished before it ceased. Goatherd. Nor bird nor beast ...
King Eochaid came at sundown to a wood Westward of Tara. Hurrying to his queen He had outridden his war-wasted ...
I Blessed be this place, More blessed still this tower; A bloody, arrogant power Rose out of the race Uttering, ...
I The Roaring Tinker if you like, But Mannion is my name, And I beat up the common sort And ...
I Around me the images of thirty years: An ambush; pilgrims at the water-side; Casement upon trial, half hidden by ...
The unpurged images of day recede; The Emperor's drunken soldiery are abed; Night resonance recedes, night walkers' song After great ...
I Many ingenious lovely things are gone That seemed sheer miracle to the multitude, protected from the circle of the ...
Now, man of croziers, shadows called our names And then away, away, like whirling flames; And now fled by, mist-covered, ...
I. Ancestral Houses Surely among a rich man's flowering lawns, Amid the rustle of his planted hills, Life overflows without ...
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