William Butler Yeats Quotes

Hidden by old age awhile In masker's cloak and hood, Each hating what the other loved, Face to face we stood: "That I have met with such," said he, "Bodes me little good."
William Butler Yeats (1865-1939), Irish poet, playwright. "X. Meeting."
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What made the ceiling waterproof? Landor's tarpaulin on the roof.
William Butler Yeats (1865-1939), Irish poet, playwright. "A Nativity."
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Those men that in their writings are most wise Own nothing but their blind, stupefied hearts.
William Butler Yeats (1865-1939), Irish poet, playwright. "Ego Dominus Tuus."
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The hourly kindness, the day's common speech, The habitual content of each with each When neither soul nor body has been crossed.
William Butler Yeats (1865-1939), Irish poet, playwright. "King and No King."
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"There's not a man or woman Born under the skies Dare match in learning with us two, And all day long we have found There's not a thing but love can make The world a narrow pound."
William Butler Yeats (1865-1939), Irish poet, playwright. "Solomon to Sheba." Observation by a "beautiful mild woman," actually the sister of Irish freedom fighter Maud Gonne.
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The island dreams under the dawn And great boughs drop tranquillity; The peahens dance on a smooth lawn, A parrot sways upon a tree, Raging at his own image in the enamelled sea.
William Butler Yeats (1865-1939), Irish poet, playwright. "The Indian to his Love."
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They walked the roads Mimicking what they heard, as children mimic; They understood that wisdom comes of beggary.
William Butler Yeats (1865-1939), Irish poet, playwright. "The Seven Sages."
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But was there ever dog that praised his fleas?
William Butler Yeats (1865-1939), Irish poet, playwright. "To a Poet, Who Would Have Me Praise Certain Bad Poets, Imitators of His and Mine."
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All the stream that's roaring by Came out of a needle's eye....
William Butler Yeats (1865-1939), Irish poet, playwright. "XI. A Needle's Eye."
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A sweetheart from another life floats there As though she had been forced to linger From vague distress Or arrogant loveliness, Merely to loosen out a tress Among the starry eddies of her hair....
William Butler Yeats (1865-1939), Irish poet, playwright. "An Image from a Past Life."
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