William Butler Yeats

37 poems

A Man Young And Old: VIII. Summer And Spring

We sat under an old thorn-tree / And talked away the night,

William Butler Yeats

A Man Young And Old: XI. From Oedipus At Colonus

Endure what life God gives and ask no longer span; / Cease to remember the delights of youth, travel-wearied aged man;

William Butler Yeats

A Memory Of Youth

THE moments passed as at a play; / I had the wisdom love brings forth;

William Butler Yeats

A Prayer For My Son

BID a strong ghost stand at the head / That my Michael may sleep sound,

William Butler Yeats

A Prayer On Going Into My House

GOD grant a blessing on this tower and cottage / And on my heirs, if all remain unspoiled,

William Butler Yeats

A Song

I THOUGHT no more was needed / Youth to polong

William Butler Yeats

Are You Content?

I CALL on those that call me son, / Grandson, or great-grandson,

William Butler Yeats

For Anne Gregory

'NEVER shall a young man, / Thrown into despair

William Butler Yeats

He Bids His Beloved Be At Peace

I HEAR the Shadowy Horses, their long manes a-shake, / Their hoofs heavy with tumult, their eyes glimmering white;

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He Tells Of A Valley Full Of Lovers

I DREAMED that I stood in a valley, and amid sighs, / For happy lovers passed two by two where I stood;

William Butler Yeats

Love Song

My love, we will go, we will go, I and you, / And away in the woods we will scatter the dew;

William Butler Yeats

Running To Paradise

As I came over Windy Gap / They threw a halfpenny into my cap.

William Butler Yeats

The Everlasting Voices

O SWEET everlasting Voices, be still; / Go to the guards of the heavenly fold

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The Fascination Of What's Difficult

THE fascination of what's difficult / Has dried the sap out of my veins, and rent

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The Fish

ALTHOUGH you hide in the ebb and flow / Of the pale tide when the moon has set,

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The Fisherman

ALTHOUGH I can see him still. / The freckled man who goes

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The Folly Of Being Comforted

ONE that is ever kind said yesterday: / 'Your well-beloved's hair has threads of grey,

William Butler Yeats

The Ghost Of Roger Casement

O WHAT has made that sudden noise? / What on the threshold stands?

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The Great Day

HURRAH for revolution and more cannon-shot! / A beggar upon horseback lashes a beggar on foot.

William Butler Yeats

The Hawk

'CALL down the hawk from the air; / Let him be hooded or caged

William Butler Yeats