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Ego Dominus Tuus by William Butler Yeats
Hic. On the grey sand beside the shallow streamUnder your old wind-beaten tower, where stillA lamp burns on beside the…
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Crazy Jane Talks With The Bishop by William Butler Yeats
I met the Bishop on the roadAnd much said he and I.‘Those breasts are flat and fallen now,Those veins must…
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Conjunctions by William Butler Yeats
If Jupiter and Saturn meet,What a cop of mummy wheat!The sword’s a cross; thereon He died:On breast of Mars the…
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Come Gather Round Me, Parnellites by William Butler Yeats
Come gather round me, Parnellites,And praise our chosen man;Stand upright on your legs awhile,Stand upright while you can,For soon we…
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Closing Rhymes by William Butler Yeats
While I, from that reed-throated whispererWho comes at need, although not now as onceA clear articulation in the airBut inwardly,…
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Church And State by William Butler Yeats
Here is fresh matter, poet,Matter for old age meet;Might of the Church and the State,Their mobs put under their feet.O…
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Chosen by William Butler Yeats
The lot of love is chosen. I learnt that muchStruggling for an image on the trackOf the whirling Zodiac.Scarce did…
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Byzantium by William Butler Yeats
The unpurged images of day recede;The Emperor’s drunken soldiery are abed;Night resonance recedes, night walkers’ songAfter great cathedral gong;A starlit…
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The Secret Rose by William Butler Yeats
Far off, most secret, and inviolate Rose,Enfold me in my hour of hours; where thoseWho sought thee in the Holy…
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The Second Coming by William Butler Yeats
“Spiritus mundi” means ‘world spirit’ in Latin, which Yeats references as a universal memory or ‘muse’ for the poet.A Cycle…
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