William Butler Yeats

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

William Butler Yeats Poems

361. After Long Silence 1/3/2003
362. The Wild Swans At Coole 5/17/2001
363. The Song Of Wandering Aengus 5/17/2001
364. Never Give All The Heart 5/15/2001
365. Leda And The Swan 5/15/2001
366. A Man Young And Old: Ii. Human Dignity 1/13/2003
367. A Friend's Illness 5/15/2001
368. Love's Loneliness 1/13/2003
369. Easter, 1916 1/13/2003
370. A Dramatic Poem 5/15/2001
371. A Lover's Quarrel Among The Fairies 1/3/2003
372. A Bronze Head 5/15/2001
373. Aedh Wishes For The Cloths Of Heaven 1/3/2003
374. A Last Confession 1/13/2003
375. A Man Young And Old 5/15/2001
376. A First Confession 1/13/2003
377. A Man Young And Old: I. First Love 1/13/2003
378. A Prayer For My Daughter 5/15/2001
379. Byzantium 5/15/2001
380. Youth And Age 5/17/2001
381. A Man Young And Old: Iii. The Mermaid 1/13/2003
382. A Deep-Sworn Vow 5/15/2001
383. Among School Children 5/15/2001
384. A Man Young And Old: Viii. Summer And Spring 1/13/2003
385. A Cradle Song 5/15/2001
386. Sailing To Byzantium 5/16/2001
387. An Irish Airman Forsees His Death 5/15/2001
388. A Dream Of Death 5/15/2001
389. A Drunken Man's Praise Of Sobriety 5/15/2001
390. A Dialogue Of Self And Soul 5/15/2001
391. The Lake Isle Of Innisfree 5/17/2001
392. A Faery Song 5/15/2001
393. Brown Penny 5/15/2001
394. A Coat 5/15/2001
395. A Drinking Song 5/15/2001
396. The Second Coming 5/17/2001
397. A Crazed Girl 5/15/2001
398. He Wishes For The Cloths Of Heaven 5/15/2001
399. When You Are Old 5/17/2001

Comments about William Butler Yeats

  • 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/)

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  • Vikram Aarella - The Poem Shooter (5/30/2006 8:54:00 AM)

    Hmm, what should i say about a man like Yeats, probably just say he is Irish pride

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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