Poetry
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At Aleciras – A Meditaton Upon Death by William Butler Yeats
The heron-billed pale cattle-birdsThat feed on some foul parasiteOf the Moroccan flocks and herdsCross the narrow Straits to lightIn the…
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Are You Content? by William Butler Yeats
I call on those that call me son,Grandson, or great-grandson,On uncles, aunts, great-uncles or great-aunts,To judge what I have done.Have…
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A Prayer On Going Into My House by William Butler Yeats
God grant a blessing on this tower and cottageAnd on my heirs, if all remain unspoiled,No table or chair or…
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A Prayer For Old Age by William Butler Yeats
God guard me from those thoughts men thinkIn the mind alone;He that sings a lasting songThinks in a marrow-bone; From…
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A Prayer For My Son by William Butler Yeats
Bid a strong ghost stand at the headThat my Michael may sleep sound,Nor cry, nor turn in the bedTill his…
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A Prayer For My Daughter by William Butler Yeats
Once more the storm is howling, and half hidUnder this cradle-hood and coverlidMy child sleeps on. There is no obstacleBut…
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Another Song Of A Fool by William Butler Yeats
This great purple butterfly,In the prison of my hands,Has a learning in his eyeNot a poor fool understands. Once he…
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An Image From A Past Life by William Butler Yeats
(He.) Never until this night have I been stirred.The elaborate starlight throws a reflectionOn the dark stream,Till all the eddies…
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Anashuya And Vijaya by William Butler Yeats
A i(little Indian temple) in i(the Golden Age.) Around it i(a garden;)i(around that the forest. Anashuya, the young priestess, kneelinq)i(within…
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An Acre Of Grass by William Butler Yeats
Picture and book remain,An acre of green grassFor air and exercise,Now strength of body goes;Midnight, an old houseWhere nothing stirs…
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