William Butler Yeats

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

William Butler Yeats Poems

81. To Some I Have Talked With By The Fire 5/17/2001
82. When Helen Lived 5/17/2001
83. The Rose Tree 5/17/2001
84. Two Years Later 5/17/2001
85. Three Marching Songs 5/17/2001
86. The Song Of The Old Mother 5/17/2001
87. The Great Day 5/17/2001
88. The Lover Pleads With His Friend For Old Friends 5/17/2001
89. The Rose Of The World 5/17/2001
90. On Hearing That The Students Of Our New University Have Joined The Agitation Against Immoral Literature 1/1/2004
91. The Meditation Of The Old Fisherman 5/17/2001
92. The Rose In The Deeps Of His Heart 1/3/2003
93. Three Songs To The One Burden 5/17/2001
94. The Lover's Song 5/17/2001
95. To An Isle In The Water 5/17/2001
96. Two Songs From A Play 1/3/2003
97. The Mask 5/17/2001
98. The Man And The Echo 5/17/2001
99. Under The Moon 5/17/2001
100. The Song Of The Happy Shepherd 5/17/2001
101. The Living Beauty 5/17/2001
102. The Witch 5/17/2001
103. Those Dancing Days Are Gone 1/13/2003
104. Three Things 1/13/2003
105. The Gyres 5/17/2001
106. The Winding Stair 1/1/2004
107. To A Friend Whose Work Has Come To Nothing 5/17/2001
108. The Harp Of Aengus 5/17/2001
109. To Ireland In The Coming Times 5/17/2001
110. The Lady's First Song 5/17/2001
111. On Those That Hated The 'Playboy Of The Western World,' 1907 1/13/2003
112. The White Birds 5/17/2001
113. The Double Vision Of Michael Robartes 5/17/2001
114. The Rose Of Battle 5/17/2001
115. The Hawk 5/17/2001
116. The Man Who Dreamed Of Faeryland 5/17/2001
117. The Attack On ‘the Playboy Of The Western World,’ 1907 1/3/2003
118. The Old Stone Cross 5/17/2001
119. The Fool By The Roadside 5/17/2001
120. The Wheel 5/17/2001

Comments about William Butler Yeats

  • 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.

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  • 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/)

  • 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

A Faery Song

i{Sung by the people of Faery over Diarmuid and Grania,}
i{in their bridal sleep under a Cromlech.}

WE who are old, old and gay,
O so old!
Thousands of years, thousands of years,
If all were told:
Give to these children, new from the world,
Silence and love;

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