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Responsibilities by William Butler Yeats
Pardon, old fathers, if you still remainSomewhere in ear-shot for the story’s end,Old Dublin merchant “free of the ten and…
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Remorse For Intemperate Speech by William Butler Yeats
I ranted to the knave and fool,But outgrew that school,Would transform the part,Fit audience found, but cannot ruleMy fanatic heart.I…
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Red Hanrahans Song About Ireland by William Butler Yeats
The old brown thorn-trees break in two high over Cummen Strand,Under a bitter black wind that blows from the left…
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Reconciliation by William Butler Yeats
Some may have blamed you that you took awayThe verses that could move them on the dayWhen, the ears being…
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Quarrel In Old Age by William Butler Yeats
Where had her sweetness gone?What fanatics inventIn this blind bitter town,Fantasy or incidentNot worth thinking of,put her in a rage.I…
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Presences by William Butler Yeats
This night has been so strange that it seemedAs if the hair stood up on my head.From going-down of the…
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Politics by William Butler Yeats
How can I, that girl standing there,My attention fixOn Roman or on RussianOr on Spanish politics?Yet here’s a travelled man…
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Peace by William Butler Yeats
Ah, that Time could touch a formThat could show what Homers ageBred to be a heros wage.Were not all her…
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Paudeen by William Butler Yeats
Indignant at the fumbling wits, the obscure spiteOf our old Paudeen in his shop, I stumbled blindAmong the stones and…
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Mongan Thinks Of His Past Greatness by William Butler Yeats
I have drunk ale from the Country of the YoungAnd weep because I know all things now:I have been a…
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