William Butler Yeats Friends Poems

1.
Friends

NOW must I these three praise --
Three women that have wrought
What joy is in my days:
One because no thought,
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2.
A Man Young And Old: Vii. The Friends Of His Youth

Laughter not time destroyed my voice
And put that crack in it,
And when the moon's pot-bellied
I get a laughing fit,
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3.
The Lover Pleads With His Friend For Old Friends

THOUGH you are in your shining days,
Voices among the crowd
And new friends busy with your praise,
Be not unkind or proud,
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