William Butler Yeats Quotes

"Never shall a young man, Thrown into despair By those great honey-coloured Ramparts at your ear, Love you for yourself alone And not your yellow hair."
William Butler Yeats (1865-1939), Irish poet. For Anne Gregory (l. 1-6). . . The Collected Poems of W. B. Yeats. Richard J. Finneran, ed. (1989) Macmillan.
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I have nothing but the embittered sun; Banished heroic mother moon and vanished, And now that I have come to fifty years I must endure the timid sun.
William Butler Yeats (1865-1939), Irish poet, playwright. "Lines Written in Dejection."
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"He Who is wrapped in purple robes, With planets in His care, Had pity on the least of things Asleep upon a chair."
William Butler Yeats (1865-1939), Irish poet. The Ballad of Father Gilligan (l. 45-48). . . The Collected Poems of W. B. Yeats. Richard J. Finneran, ed. (1989) Macmillan.
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Though lads are making pikes again For some conspiracy, And crazy rascals rage their fill At human tyranny; My contemplations are of Time....
William Butler Yeats (1865-1939), Irish poet, playwright. "The Lamentation of the Old Pensioner."
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I would that there was nothing in the world But my beloved that night and day had perished, And all that is and all that is to be, All that is not the meeting of our lips.
William Butler Yeats (1865-1939), Irish poet, playwright. "The Shadowy Waters."
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A Druid land, a Druid tune!
William Butler Yeats (1865-1939), Irish poet, playwright. "To Ireland in the Coming Times."
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I thought it out this very day, Noon upon the clock, A man may put pretence away Who leans upon a stick, May sing, and sing until he drop, Whether to maid or hag....
William Butler Yeats (1865-1939), Irish poet, playwright. "XIX. Those Dancing Days Are Gone."
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And many a poor man that has roved, Loved and thought himself beloved, From a glad kindness cannot take his eyes.
William Butler Yeats (1865-1939), Irish poet. A Prayer for My Daughter (l. 38-40). . . The Collected Poems of W. B. Yeats. Richard J. Finneran, ed. (1989) Macmillan.
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Locke sank into a swoon; The Garden died; God too the spinning-jenny Out of his side.
William Butler Yeats (1865-1939), Irish poet, playwright. "Fragments."
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Like a long-legged fly upon the stream His mind moves upon silence.
William Butler Yeats (1865-1939), Irish poet. Long-legged Fly (l. 29-30). . . The Collected Poems of W. B. Yeats. Richard J. Finneran, ed. (1989) Macmillan.
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