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William Butler Yeats
(1865-1939 / County Dublin / Ireland)
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''O but there is wisdom
In what the sages said;
But stretch that body for a while
And lay down that head
Till I have told the sages
Where man is comforted.''
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William Butler Yeats (1865-1939), Irish poet, playwright. "V. Consolation."
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''A line will take us hours maybe;
Yet if it does not seem a moment's thought,
Our stitching and unstitching has been naught.''
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William Butler Yeats (1865-1939), Irish poet, playwright. Adam's Curse, st. 1, In the Seven Woods (1904).
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For wisdom is the property of the dead,
A something incompatible with life; and power,
Like everything that has the stain of blood,
A property of the living; but no stain
Can come ...
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William Butler Yeats (1865-1939), Irish poet, playwright. "Blood and the Moon."
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I care not what the sailors say:
All those dreadful thunder-stones,
All that storm that blots the day
Can but show that Heaven yawns;
Great Europa played the fool
That changed...
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William Butler Yeats (1865-1939), Irish poet, playwright. "II. Crazy Jane Reproved."
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When long ago I saw her ride
Under Ben Bulben to the meet,
The beauty of her country-side
With all youth's lonely wildness stirred,
She seemed to have grown clean and sweet
Li...
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William Butler Yeats (1865-1939), Irish poet, playwright. "On a Political Prisoner."
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You ask what I have found and far and wide I go,
Nothing but Cromwell's house and Cromwell's murderous crew,
The lovers and the dancers are beaten into the clay,
And the tall men and th...
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William Butler Yeats (1865-1939), Irish poet, playwright. "The Curse of Cromwell."
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At middle night great cats with silver claws,
Bodies of shadow and blind eyes like pearls,
Came up out of the hole, and red-eared hounds
With long white bodies came out of the air
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William Butler Yeats (1865-1939), Irish poet, playwright. "The Old Age of Queen Maeve."
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''I kiss my wailing child and press it to my breast,
And hear the narrow graves calling my child and me.''
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William Butler Yeats (1865-1939), Irish poet, playwright. "The Unappeasable Host."
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''Thought is a garment and the soul's a bride
That cannot in that trash and tinsel hide:
Hatred of God may bring the soul to God.''
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William Butler Yeats (1865-1939), Irish poet, playwright. "V. Ribh Considers Christian Love Insufficient."
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''Yet always when I look death in the face,
When I clamber to the heights of sleep,
Or when I grow excited with wine,
Suddenly I meet your face.''
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William Butler Yeats (1865-1939), Irish poet. A Deep-sworn Vow (l. 3-6). . .
The Collected Poems of W. B. Yeats. Richard J. Finneran, ed. (1989) M...
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