William Butler Yeats Quotes

You know what the Englishman's idea of compromise is? He says, Some people say there is a God. Some people say there is no God. The truth probably lies somewhere between these two statements.
William Butler Yeats (1865-1939), Irish poet. Quoted by Wilfred Whitten in John O'London's Weekly (June 24, 1949).
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When cradle and spool are past And I mere shade at last Coagulate of stuff Transparent like the wind, I think that I may find A faithful love, a faithful love.
William Butler Yeats (1865-1939), Irish poet, playwright. "The Fool by the Roadside."
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I saw a staring virgin stand Where holy Dionysus died, And tear the heart out of his side, And lay the heart upon her hand And bear that beating heart away;
William Butler Yeats (1865-1939), Irish poet. The Resurrection: Songs from a Play (l. 1-5). . . The Collected Poems of W. B. Yeats. Richard J. Finneran, ed. (1989) Macmillan.
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"A young man in the dark am I But a wild old man in the light That can make a cat laugh, or Can touch by mother wit Things hid in their marrow bones From time long passed away...."
William Butler Yeats (1865-1939), Irish poet, playwright. "The Wild Old Wicked Man."
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I offer to love's play My dark declivities.
William Butler Yeats (1865-1939), Irish poet, playwright. "VII. Parting."
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Such thought such though have I that hold it tight Till meditation master all its parts, Nothing can stay my glance Until that glance run in the world's despite To where the damned have howled away their hearts, And where the blessed dance....
William Butler Yeats (1865-1939), Irish poet, playwright. "All Souls' Night."
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Every man that sings a song Keeps Parnell in his mind For Parnell was a proud man, No prouder trod the ground, And a proud man's a lovely man So pass the bottle round.
William Butler Yeats (1865-1939), Irish poet, playwright. "Come Gather Round Me, Parnellites."
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Lionel Johnson comes the first to mind, That loved his learning better than mankind, Though courteous to the worst; much falling he Brooded upon sanctity....
William Butler Yeats (1865-1939), Irish poet, playwright. "In Memory of Major Robert Gregory."
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Some may have blamed you that you took away The verses that could move them on the day When, the ears being deafened, the sight of the eyes blind With lightning, you went from me....
William Butler Yeats (1865-1939), Irish poet, playwright. "Reconciliation."
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John Bull has gone to India And all must pay him heed For histories are there to prove That none of another breed Has had a like inheritance, Or sucked suck milk as he....
William Butler Yeats (1865-1939), Irish poet, playwright. "The Ghost of Roger Casement."
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