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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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Swifts Epitaph by William Butler Yeats
Swift has sailed into his rest;Savage indignation thereCannot lacerate his breast.Imitate him if you dare,World-besotted traveller; heServed human liberty.
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Sweet Dancer by William Butler Yeats
The girl goes dancing thereOn the leaf-sown, new-mown, smoothGrass plot of the garden;Escaped from bitter youth,Escaped out of her crowd,Or…
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Supernatural Songs by William Butler Yeats
Ii(Ribb at the Tomb of Baile and Aillinn)Because you have found me in the pitch-dark nightWith open book you ask…
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Stream And Sun At Glendalough by William Butler Yeats
Through intricate motions ranStream and gliding sunAnd all my heart seemed gay:Some stupid thing that I had doneMade my attention…
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Statistics by William Butler Yeats
“Those Platonists are a curse,” he said,“God’s fire upon the wane,A diagram hung there instead,More women born than men.”
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Spilt Milk by William Butler Yeats
We that have done and thought,That have thought and done,Must ramble, and thin outLike milk spilt on a stone.
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