William Butler Yeats Poems

WHO will go drive with Fergus now,
And pierce the deep wood's woven shade,
And dance upon the level shore?
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I RANTED to the knave and fool,
But outgrew that school,
Would transform the part,
Fit audience found, but cannot rule
My fanatic heart.
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Wine comes in at the mouth
And love comes in at the eye;
That's all we shall know for truth
Before we grow old and die.
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ALTHOUGH you hide in the ebb and flow
Of the pale tide when the moon has set,
The people of coming days will know
About the casting out of my net,
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We should be hidden from their eyes,
Being but holy shows
And bodies broken like a thorn
Whereon the bleak north blows,
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I went out alone
To sing a song or two,
My fancy on a man,
And you know who.
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She hears me strike the board and say
That she is under ban
Of all good men and women,
Being mentioned with a man
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I HEAR the Shadowy Horses, their long manes a-shake,
Their hoofs heavy with tumult, their eyes glimmering white;
The North unfolds above them clinging, creeping night,
The East her hidden joy before the morning break,
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AUTUMN is over the long leaves that love us,
And over the mice in the barley sheaves;
Yellow the leaves of the rowan above us,
And yellow the wet wild-strawberry leaves.
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I WOULD be ignorant as the dawn
That has looked down
On that old queen measuring a town
With the pin of a brooch,
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