Literature
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The Balloon Of The Mind by William Butler Yeats
Hands, do what youre bid;Bring the balloon of the mindThat bellies and drags in the windInto its narrow shed.
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The Ballad Of The Foxhunter by William Butler Yeats
‘Lay me in a cushioned chair;Carry me, ye four,With cushions here and cushions there,To see the world once more. ‘To…
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The Ballad Of Moll Magee by William Butler Yeats
Come round me, little childer;There, don’t fling stones at meBecause I mutter as I go;But pity Moll Magee.My man was…
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The Ballad Of Father OHart by William Butler Yeats
Good Father John O’HartIn penal days rode outTo a Shoneen who had free landsAnd his own snipe and trout.In trust…
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The Ballad Of Father Gilliagan by William Butler Yeats
The old priest Peter GilliganWas weary night and day;For half his flock were in their beds,Or under green sods lay.Once,…
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The Attack on The Playboy of the Western World, 1907 by William Butler Yeats
Once, when midnight smote the air,Eunuchs ran through Hell and metFrom thoroughfare to thoroughfare,While that great Juan galloped by;And like…
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The Arrow by William Butler Yeats
I thought of your beauty, and this arrow,Made out of a wild thought, is in my marrow.There’s no man may…
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The Apparitions by William Butler Yeats
Because there is safety in derisionI talked about an apparition,I took no trouble to convince,Or seem plausible to a man…
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That The Night Come by William Butler Yeats
She lived in storm and strife,Her soul had such desireFor what proud death may bringThat it could not endureThe common…
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Symbols by William Butler Yeats
A storm beaten old watch-tower,A blind hermit rings the hour.All-destroying sword-blade stillCarried by the wandering fool.Gold-sewn silk on the sword-blade,Beauty…
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