William Butler Yeats Poems

ON thrones from China to Peru
All sorts of kings have sat
That men and women of all sorts
proclaimed both good and great;
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Speech after long silence; it is right,
All other lovers being estranged or dead,
Unfriendly lamplight hid under its shade,
The curtains drawn upon unfriendly night,
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A moonlight moor. Fairies leading a child.

Male Fairies: Do not fear us, earthly maid!
We will lead you hand in hand
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WHY should I blame her that she filled my days
With misery, or that she would of late
Have taught to ignorant men most violent ways,
Or hurled the little streets upon the great.
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How can I, that girl standing there,
My attention fix
On Roman or on Russian
Or on Spanish politics?
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All the words that I utter,
And all the words that I write,
Must spread out their wings untiring,
And never rest in their flight,
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THE trees are in their autumn beauty,
The woodland paths are dry,
Under the October twilight the water
Mirrors a still sky;
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If I make the lashes dark
And the eyes more bright
And the lips more scarlet,
Or ask if all be right
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I met the Bishop on the road
And much said he and I.
'Those breasts are flat and fallen now,
Those veins must soon be dry;
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WE sat together at one summer's end,
That beautiful mild woman, your close friend,
And you and I, and talked of poetry.
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