Literature
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Youth And Age by William Butler Yeats
Much did I rage when young,Being by the world oppressed,But now with flattering tongueIt speeds the parting guest.
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The Two Kings by William Butler Yeats
King Eochaid came at sundown to a woodWestward of Tara. Hurrying to his queenHe had out-ridden his war-wasted menThat with…
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To The Rose Upon The Road Of Time by William Butler Yeats
i(Red Rose, proud Rose, sad Rose of all my days!)i(Come near me, while I sing the ancient ways:)i(Cuchulain battling with…
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To A Young Girl by William Butler Yeats
My dear, my dear, I knowMore than anotherWhat makes your heart beat so;Not even your own motherCan know it as…
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To A Young Beauty by William Butler Yeats
Dear fellow-artist, why so freeWith every sort of company,With every Jack and Jill?Choose your companions from the best;Who draws a…
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To A Wealthy Man by William Butler Yeats
You gave but will not give againUntil enough of Paudeens penceBy Biddys halfpennies have lainTo be some sort of evidence,Before…
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To A Squirrel At Kyle-na-gno by William Butler Yeats
Come play with me;Why should you runThrough the shaking treeAs though Id a gunTo strike you dead?When all I would…
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To A Shade by William Butler Yeats
If you have revisited the town, thin Shade,Whether to look upon your monument(I wonder if the builder has been paid)Or…
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To A Poet by William Butler Yeats
You say, as I have often given tongueIn praise of what anothers said or sung,Twere politic to do the like…
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To An Isle In The Water by William Butler Yeats
Shy one, Shy one,Shy one of my heart,She moves in the firelightpensively apart.She carries in the dishes,And lays them in…
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