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"Yeats" redirects here. For other uses, see Yeats (disambiguation).Nobel Prize-winning Irish poet and playwright, co-founder of Abbey Theatre William Butler Yeats photographed in 1903 by Alice Boughton William Butler Yeats[a] (13 June 1865 – ...
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William Butler Yeats Poems
- What Magic Drum?
He holds him from desire, all but stops his breathing
primordial Motherhood forsake his limbs, the child no
longer rest, ...
If Jupiter and Saturn meet,
What a cop of mummy wheat!
The sword's a cross; thereon He died:
On breast of Mars the goddess sighed....
- The Four Ages Of Man
He with body waged a fight,
But body won; it walks upright.
Then he struggled with the heart;
Innocence and peace depart. ...
- Ribb Considers Christian Love Insufficient
Why should I seek for love or study it?
It is of God and passes human wit.
I study hatred with great diligence,
For that's a passion in my own control, ...
- On Those That Hated "the Playboy Of The Western World"
Once, when midnight smote the air,
Eunuchs ran through Hell and met
On every crowded street to stare
Upon great Juan riding by: ...
Top 10 most used topics by William Butler YeatsHeart 152 I Love You 145 Love 145 Great 142 Night 122 Long 114 Thought 113 Young 110 Away 107 Time 104
William Butler Yeats Quotes
- Education is not filling a bucket, but lighting a fire.
- Things fall apart the center cannot hold Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world The best lack all conviction, while the worst Are full of passionate intensity.
- A pity beyond all telling is hid in the heart of love.
- An aged man is but a paltry thing, a tattered coat upon a stick.
- We taste and feel and see the truth. We do not reason outselves into it.
Comments about William Butler Yeats
- Jprapke: a man young and old: vii. the friends of his youth by william butler yeats laughter not time destroyed my voice and put that crack in it, and when the moon's pot-bellied i get a laughing fit, for that old madge comes down the…
- Dublinersthe: "o hurry to the ragged wood, for there i will drive all those lovers out and cry o, my share of the world, o, yellow hair! no one has ever loved but you and i." william butler yeats
- Waynecamo: "we taste and feel and see the truth. we do not reason ourselves into it."- william butler yeats
- Waynecamo: "be not inhospitable to strangers, lest they be strangers in disguise."- william butler yeats
- Kepoogaul: "do not wait to strike till the iron is hot; but make it hot by striking." william butler yeats