William Butler Yeats Poems (357 Poems)
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The Wild Old Wicked Man (William Butler Yeats Poems)
Because I am mad about women I am mad about the hills,’ Said that wild old wicked man Who travels where God wills. ‘Not to die on the straw at home. Those hands to close these eyes, That is all … Continue reading
In The Seven Woods (William Butler Yeats Poems)
I have heard the pigeons of the Seven Woods Make their faint thunder, and the garden bees Hum in the lime-tree flowers; and put away The unavailing outcries and the old bitterness That empty the heart. I have forgot awhile … Continue reading
The Crazed Moon (William Butler Yeats Poems)
Crazed through much child-bearing The moon is staggering in the sky; Moon-struck by the despairing Glances of her wandering eye We grope, and grope in vain, For children born of her pain. Children dazed or dead! When she in all … Continue reading
Ego Dominus Tuus (William Butler Yeats Poems)
Hic. On the grey sand beside the shallow stream Under your old wind-beaten tower, where still A lamp burns on beside the open book That Michael Robartes left, you walk in the moon, And, though you have passed the best … Continue reading
A Bronze Head (William Butler Yeats Poems)
Here at right of the entrance this bronze head, Human, superhuman, a bird’s round eye, Everything else withered and mummy-dead. What great tomb-haunter sweeps the distant sky (Something may linger there though all else die;) And finds there nothing to … Continue reading
Parnell (William Butler Yeats Poems)
Parnell came down the road, he said to a cheering man: ‘Ireland shall get her freedom and you still break stone.’ (William Butler Yeats)
Owen Aherne And His Dancers (William Butler Yeats Poems)
I A strange thing surely that my Heart, when love had come unsought Upon the Norman upland or in that poplar shade, Should find no burden but itself and yet should be worn out. It could not bear that burden … Continue reading
Church And State (William Butler Yeats Poems)
Here is fresh matter, poet, Matter for old age meet; Might of the Church and the State, Their mobs put under their feet. O but heart’s wine shall run pure, Mind’s bread grow sweet. That were a cowardly song, Wander … Continue reading
The Countess Cathleen In Paradise (William Butler Yeats Poems)
All the heavy days are over; Leave the body’s coloured pride Underneath the grass and clover, With the feet laid side by side. Bathed in flaming founts of duty She’ll not ask a haughty dress; Carry all that mournful beauty … Continue reading
The Dancer At Cruachan And Cro-Patrick (William Butler Yeats Poems)
I, proclaiming that there is Among birds or beasts or men One that is perfect or at peace. Danced on Cruachan’s windy plain, Upon Cro-patrick sang aloud; All that could run or leap or swim Whether in wood, water or … Continue reading
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