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W. B. Yeats

W. B. Yeats

The Realists

HOPE that you may understand!
What can books of men that wive
In a dragon-guarded land,
paintings of the dolphin-drawn
Sea-nymphs in their pearly wagons
Do, but awake a hope to live
That had gone
With the dragons?

#Irish #NobelPrize #XIXCentury #XXCentury

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The Sorrow of Love

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Crazy Jane on the Day of Judgment

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To Some I Have Talked With by the Fire

While I wrought out these fitful Danaan… My heart would brim with dreams about th… When we bent down above the fading coals And talked of the dark folk who live in… Of passionate men, like bats in the dead…

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Adam's Curse

We sat together at one summer’s end, That beautiful mild woman, your close fr… And you and I, and talked of poetry. I said, ‘A line will take us hours mayb… Yet if it does not seem a moment’s thoug…

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To His Heart, Bidding It Have No Fear

Be you still, be you still, trembling he… Remember the wisdom out of the old days: Him who trembles before the flame and th… And the winds that blow through the star… Let the starry winds and the flame and t…

#1899 #TheWindAmongTheReeds

A Man Young and Old: XI. From Oedipus at Colonus

Endure what life God gives and ask no l… Cease to remember the delights of youth,… Delight becomes death-longing if all lon… Even from that delight memory treasures… Death, despair, division of families, al…

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Demon and Beast

FOR certain minutes at the least That crafty demon and that loud beast That plague me day and night Ran out of my sight; Though I had long perned in the gyre,

Nineteen Hundred and Nineteen

Many ingenious lovely things are gone That seemed sheer miracle to the multitu… protected from the circle of the moon That pitches common things about. Ther… Amid the ornamental bronze and stone

#1928 #TheTower

Aedh gives his Beloved certain Rhymes

FASTEN your hair with a golden pin, And bind up every wandering tress; I bade my heart build these poor rhymes: It worked at them, day out, day in, Building a sorrowful loveliness

The Phases of the Moon

AN old man cocked his ear upon a bridge… He and his friend, their faces to the S… Had trod the uneven road. Their boots w… Their Connemara cloth worn out of shape… They had kept a steady pace as though th…

The Fiddler of Dooney

When I play on my fiddle in Dooney. Folk dance like a wave of the sea; My cousin is priest in Kilvarnet, My brother in Mocharabuiee. I passed my brother and cousin:

#1899 #TheWindAmongTheReeds

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Why Should Not Old Men Be Mad?

WHY should not old men be mad? Some have known a likely lad That had a sound fly-fisher’s wrist Turn to a drunken journalist; A girl that knew all Dante once

To Dorothy Wellesley

STRETCH towards the moonless midnight… As though that hand could reach to where… And they but famous old upholsteries Delightful to the touch; tighten that ha… As though to draw them closer yet.

The Gyres

THE GYRES! the gyres! Old Rocky Fac… Things thought too long can be no longer… For beauty dies of beauty, worth of wort… And ancient lineaments are blotted out. Irrational streams of blood are staining…




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