William Butler Yeats Poems

THERE is grey in your hair.
Young men no longer suddenly catch their breath
When you are passing;
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My love, we will go, we will go, I and you,
And away in the woods we will scatter the dew;
And the salmon behold, and the ousel too,
My love, we will hear, I and you, we will hear,
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We sat under an old thorn-tree
And talked away the night,
Told all that had been said or done
Since first we saw the light,
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ONE had a lovely face,
And two or three had charm,
But charm and face were in vain
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THE moments passed as at a play;
I had the wisdom love brings forth;
I had my share of mother-wit,
And yet for all that I could say,
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FATHER AND CHILD
SHE hears me strike the board and say
That she is under ban
Of all good men and women,
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MANY ingenious lovely things are gone
That seemed sheer miracle to the multitude,
protected from the circle of the moon
That pitches common things about. There stood
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The intellect of man is forced to choose
perfection of the life, or of the work,
And if it take the second must refuse
A heavenly mansion, raging in the dark.
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Earth in beauty dressed
Awaits returning spring.
All true love must die,
Alter at the best
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BID a strong ghost stand at the head
That my Michael may sleep sound,
Nor cry, nor turn in the bed
Till his morning meal come round;
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