Literature
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The Rose Of The World by William Butler Yeats
Who dreamed that beauty passes like a dream?For these red lips, with all their mournful pride,Mournful that no new wonder…
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The Rose Of Peace by William Butler Yeats
If Michael, leader of God’s hostWhen Heaven and Hell are met,Looked down on you from Heaven’s door-postHe would his deeds…
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The Rose Of Battle by William Butler Yeats
Rose of all Roses, Rose of all the World!The tall thought-woven sails, that flap unfurledAbove the tide of hours, trouble…
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The Results Of Thought by William Butler Yeats
Acquaintance; companion;One dear brilliant woman;The best-endowed, the elect,All by their youth undone,All, all, by that inhumanBitter glory wrecked.But I have…
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The Realists by William Butler Yeats
Hope that you may understand!What can books of men that wiveIn a dragon-guarded land,Paintings of the dolphin-drawnSea-nymphs in their pearly…
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There by William Butler Yeats
There all the barrel-hoops are knit,There all the serpent-tails are bit,There all the gyres converge in one,There all the planets…
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The Ragged Wood by William Butler Yeats
O hurry where by water among the treesThe delicate-stepping stag and his lady sigh,When they have but looked upon their…
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The Poet Pleads With His Friend For Old Friends by William Butler Yeats
Though you are in your shining days,Voices among the crowdAnd new friends busy with your praise,Be not unkind or proud,But…
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The Players Ask For A Blessing On The Psalteries And On Themselves by William Butler Yeats
i(Three Voices together].) Hurry to bless the hands that play,The mouths that speak, the notes and strings,O masters of the…
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The Player Queen by William Butler Yeats
My mother dandled me and sang,How young it is, how young!And made a golden cradleThat on a willow swung. He…
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