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The Fool By The Roadside by William Butler Yeats
When all works that haveFrom cradle run to graveFrom grave to cradle run instead;When thoughts that a foolHas wound upon…
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The Folly Of Being Comforted by William Butler Yeats
One that is ever kind said yesterday:“Your well-beloved’s hair has threads of grey,And little shadows come about her eyes;Time can…
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The Fisherman by William Butler Yeats
Although I can see him still,The freckled man who goesTo a grey place on a hillIn grey Connemara clothesAt dawn…
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The Fish by William Butler Yeats
Although you hide in the ebb and flowOf the pale tide when the moon has set,The people of coming days…
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The Fiddler Of Dooney by William Butler Yeats
When I play on my fiddle in Dooney,Folk dance like a wave of the sea;My cousin is priest in Kilvarnet,My…
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The Fascination Of What’s Difficult by William Butler Yeats
The Fascination of whats difficultHas dried the sap out of my veins, and rentSpontaneous joy and natural contentOut of my…
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The Falling Of The Leaves by William Butler Yeats
Autumn is over the long leaves that love us,And over the mice in the barley sheaves;Yellow the leaves of the…
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The Everlasting Voices by William Butler Yeats
O sweet everlasting Voices be still;Go to the guards of the heavenly foldAnd bid them wander obeying your willFlame under…
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The Double Vision Of Michael Robartes by William Butler Yeats
On the grey rock of Cashel the minds eyeHas called up the cold spirits that are bornWhen the old moon…
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The Dolls by William Butler Yeats
A Doll in the doll-makers houseLooks at the cradle and balls:That is an insult to us.But the oldest of all…
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