William Butler Yeats Quotes

Repentance keeps my heart impure; But what am I that dare Fancy that I can Better conduct myself or have more Sense than a common man?
William Butler Yeats (1865-1939), Irish poet, playwright. "Stream and Sun at Glendalough."
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A little way within the gloom a roebuck raised his eyes Brimful of starlight, and he said: The Stamper of the Skies, He is a gentle roebuck; for how else, I pray, could He Conceive a thing so sad and soft, a gentle thing like me?
William Butler Yeats (1865-1939), Irish poet, playwright. "The Indian upon God."
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You call it passion, Consideration, generosity; But it was all deceit, and flattery To win a woman in her own despite, For love is war, and there is hatred in it....
William Butler Yeats (1865-1939), Irish poet, playwright. "The Shadowy Waters."
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Come play with me; Why should you run Through the shaking tree As though I'd a gun To strike you dead?
William Butler Yeats (1865-1939), Irish poet. To a Squirrel at Kyle-na-no (l. 1-5). . . The Collected Poems of W. B. Yeats. Richard J. Finneran, ed. (1989) Macmillan.
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Pray I will and sing I must, And yet I weep Oedipus' child Descends into the loveless dust.
William Butler Yeats (1865-1939), Irish poet, playwright. "XI. From the 'Antigone'...."
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We make out of the quarrel with others, rhetoric, but of the quarrel with ourselves, poetry.
William Butler Yeats (1865-1939), Irish poet, playwright. "Anima Hominis," sct. 5, Essays (1924).
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I see a schoolboy when I think of him, With face and nose pressed to a sweet-shop window....
William Butler Yeats (1865-1939), Irish poet, playwright. "Ego Dominus Tuus."
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All things fall and are built again, And those that build them again are gay.
William Butler Yeats (1865-1939), Irish poet. Lapis Lazuli (l. 35-36). . . The Collected Poems of W. B. Yeats. Richard J. Finneran, ed. (1989) Macmillan.
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If strange men come from the house To lead her away do not say That she is happy being crazy; Lead gently astray; Let her finish her dance, Let her finish her dance.
William Butler Yeats (1865-1939), Irish poet, playwright. "Sweet Dancer."
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I passed a little further on and heard a lotus talk: Who made the world and ruleth it, He hangeth on a stalk, For I am in His image made, and all this tinkling tide Is but a sliding drop of rain between His petals wide.
William Butler Yeats (1865-1939), Irish poet, playwright. "The Indian upon God."
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