The Lamentation Of The Old Pensioner
ALTHOUGH I shelter from the rain / Under a broken tree,
William Butler Yeats
37 poems
The Lover Pleads With His Friend For Old Friends
THOUGH you are in your shining days, / Voices among the crowd
The Lover Tells Of The Rose In His Heart
ALL things uncomely and broken, all things worn out and old, / The cry of a child by the roadway, the creak of a lumbering cart,
The Mask
'PUT off that mask of burning gold / With emerald eyes.'
The Meditation Of The Old Fisherman
YOU waves, though you dance by my feet like children at play, / Though you glow and you glance, though you purr and you dart;
The Moods
TIME drops in decay, / Like a candle burnt out,
The Old Men Admiring Themselves In The Water
I HEARD the old, old men say, / 'Everything alters,
The Peacock
What's riches to him / That has made a great peacock
The Sad Shepherd
THERE was a man whom Sorrow named his Friend, / And he, of his high comrade Sorrow dreaming,
The Wheel
THROUGH winter-time we call on spring, / And through the spring on summer call,
The White Birds
I WOULD that we were, my beloved, white birds on the foam of the sea! / We tire of the flame of the meteor, before it can fade and flee;
The Wild Swans At Coole
THE trees are in their autumn beauty, / The woodland paths are dry,
The Winding Stair And Other Poems
IN MEMORY OF EVA GORE-BOOTH AND CON MARKIEWICZ / THE light of evening, Lissadell,
The Withering Of The Boughs
I CRIED when the moon was mutmuring to the birds: / 'Let peewit call and curlew cry where they will,
Under Saturn
DO not because this day I have grown saturnine / Imagine that lost love, inseparable from my thought
What Then?
HIS chosen comrades thought at school / He must grow a famous man;
When You Are Old
WHEN you are old and grey and full of sleep, / And nodding by the fire, take down this book,