Literature
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Hound Voice by William Butler Yeats
Because we love bare hills and stunted treesAnd were the last to choose the settled ground,Its boredom of the desk…
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His Phoenix by William Butler Yeats
There is a queen in China, or maybe its in Spain,And birthdays and holidays such praises can be heardOf her…
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His Dream by William Butler Yeats
I Swayed upon the gaudy sternThe butt end of a steering oar,And everywhere that I could turnMen ran upon the…
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He Bids His Beloved Be At Peace by William Butler Yeats
I hear the Shadowy Horses, their long manes a-shake,Their hoofs heavy with tumult, their eyes glimmeringwhite;The North unfolds above them…
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He And She by William Butler Yeats
As the moon sidles upMust she sidle up,As trips the scared moonAway must she trip:“His light had struck me blindDared…
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Hanrahan Speaks To The Lovers Of His Songs In Coming Days by William Butler Yeats
O, Colleens, kneeling by your altar rails long hence,When songs I wove for my beloved hide the prayer,And smoke from…
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Hanrahan Reproves The Curlew by William Butler Yeats
O, Curlew, cry no more in the air,Or only to the waters in the West;Because your crying brings to my…
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Hanrahan Laments Because Of His Wanderings by William Butler Yeats
O Where is our Mother of PeaceNodding her purple hood?For the winds that awakened the starsAre blowing through my blood.I…
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Parnells Funeral by William Butler Yeats
PARNELL’S FUNERAL Under the Great Comedian’s tomb the crowd.A bundle of tempestuous cloud is blownAbout the sky; where that is…
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Owen Aherne And His Dancers by William Butler Yeats
A strange thing surely that my Heart, when love had come unsoughtUpon the Norman upland or in that poplar shade,Should…
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