Poetry
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Her Praise by William Butler Yeats
SHE is foremost of those that I would hear praised.I have gone about the house, gone up and downAs a…
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He Reproves The Curlew by William Butler Yeats
O Curlew, cry no more in the air,Or only to the water in the West;Because your crying brings to my…
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He Remembers Forgotten Beauty by William Butler Yeats
When my arms wrap you round I pressMy heart upon the lovelinessThat has long faded from the world;The jewelled crowns…
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He Mourns For The Change That Has Come Upon Him And His Beloved, And Longs For The End Of The World by William Butler Yeats
Do you not hear me calling, white deer with no horns?I have been changed to a hound with one red…
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He Hears The Cry Of The Sedge by William Butler Yeats
I wander by the edgeOf this desolate lakeWhere wind cries in the sedge:i(Until the axle breakThat keeps the stars in…
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He Gives His Beloved Certain Rhymes by William Butler Yeats
Fasten your hair with a golden pin,And bind up every wandering tress;I bade my heart build these poor rhymes:It worked…
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Nineteen Hundred And Nineteen by William Butler Yeats
Many ingenious lovely things are goneThat seemed sheer miracle to the multitude,protected from the circle of the moonThat pitches common…
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News For The Delphic Oracle by William Butler Yeats
There all the golden codgers lay,There the silver dew,And the great water sighed for love,And the wind sighed too.Man-picker Niamh…
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Never Give All the Heart by William Butler Yeats
Never give all the heart, for loveWill hardly seem worth thinking ofTo passionate women if it seemCertain, and they never…
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Narrative And Dramatic The Wanderings Of Oisin by William Butler Yeats
Book I i(S. Patrick.) You who are bent, and bald, and blind,With a heavy heart and a wandering mind,Have known…
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