William Butler Yeats

[W.B. Yeats] (13 June 1865 – 28 January 1939 / County Dublin / Ireland)

William Butler Yeats Poems

41. The Results Of Thought 5/17/2001
42. The Lady's Third Song 5/17/2001
43. To Dorothy Wellesley 5/17/2001
44. The Spur 5/17/2001
45. The Nineteenth Century And After 5/17/2001
46. The Mountain Tomb 5/17/2001
47. The People 5/17/2001
48. The Statues 5/17/2001
49. The Lady's Second Song 5/17/2001
50. The Old Age Of Queen Maeve 5/17/2001
51. The Indian Upon God 5/17/2001
52. To Be Carved On A Stone At Thoor Ballylee 5/17/2001
53. The Two Kings 5/17/2001
54. The Players Ask For A Blessing On The Psalteries And On Themselves 5/17/2001
55. Tom The Lunatic 1/3/2003
56. Towards Break Of Day 5/17/2001
57. To A Young Beauty 5/17/2001
58. The Sad Shepherd 5/17/2001
59. The Pilgrim 5/17/2001
60. The Valley Of The Black Pig 1/3/2003
61. The Shadowy Waters: Introductory Lines 1/13/2003
62. Upon A House Shaken By The Land Agitation 5/17/2001
63. Upon A Dying Lady 5/17/2001
64. To His Heart, Bidding It Have No Fear 5/17/2001
65. The Rose Of Peace 5/17/2001
66. The Three Bushes 5/17/2001
67. Three Movements 5/17/2001
68. The Mother Of God 5/17/2001
69. Two Songs Of A Fool 1/3/2003
70. To A Wealthy Man Who Promised A Second Subscription To The Dublin Municipal Gallery If It Were Proved The People Wanted Pictures 5/17/2001
71. The Unappeasable Host 5/17/2001
72. The Wild Old Wicked Man 5/17/2001
73. The Moods 5/17/2001
74. The Saint And The Hunchback 5/17/2001
75. The O'Rahilly 5/17/2001
76. The Phases Of The Moon 5/17/2001
77. The Shadowy Waters: The Shadowy Waters 1/13/2003
78. To Some I Have Talked With By The Fire 5/17/2001
79. The Wanderings Of Oisin: Book I 1/3/2003
80. The Harp Of Aengus 5/17/2001

Comments about William Butler Yeats

  • Deniz Atay Deniz Atay (8/16/2014 9:53:00 AM)

    W.B. Yeats is one of the closest poets (friends) to me. Words are insufficient to describe his poetry and legacy - you just have to live (and love) him...

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  • S B (5/5/2014 5:43:00 PM)

    Classic and modern touches in his poetry. A Bronze Head is a very good poem of his.

  • Jack Growden Jack Growden (11/1/2013 1:00:00 AM)

    Brilliant poet! ! The greatest of his era in my opinion.

  • Dan Prichard (6/13/2012 3:11:00 AM)

    We made this short film, inspired by Yeats' 'When you are old and grey', here: http: //www.youtube.com/watch? v=qyDEEQoVqjY&feature=plcp The film explores the power of poetry and the experience of first love, using Yeats' work as its text. Hope you enjoy.

  • Barbara Nixon Barbara Nixon (4/12/2012 12:55:00 PM)

    William Butler Yeats is my favourite poet, he captures a mystique and depth in his poetry that touches my soul.

  • Sacheeka Benaragama (2/11/2012 10:52:00 PM)

    these poems are very good for childre like us

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  • (11/8/2008 12:25:00 PM)

    one of my all time favorite writers

  • p.a. noushad p.a. noushad (6/14/2008 1:34:00 AM)

    your poems flies into new horizen.

  • Aidan O'Huaithne (11/14/2006 11:00:00 PM)

    'Hmm, what should i say about a man like Yeats, probably just say he is Irish pride.' Yeah I love that bread. (Explanation= http: //www.irishpride.ie/)

Best Poem of William Butler Yeats

When You Are Old

WHEN you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;
How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim Soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;
And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.

Read the full of When You Are Old

An Acre Of Grass

PICTURE and book remain,
An acre of green grass
For air and exercise,
Now strength of body goes;
Midnight, an old house
Where nothing stirs but a mouse.

My temptation is quiet.
Here at life's end

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