William Butler Yeats

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

William Butler Yeats Poems

121. The Ballad Of Father O'Hart 5/17/2001
122. The People 5/17/2001
123. To A Friend Whose Work Has Come To Nothing 5/17/2001
124. He Mourns For The Change That Has Come Upon Him And His Beloved, And Longs For The End Of The World 5/15/2001
125. Meeting 1/13/2003
126. Church And State 5/15/2001
127. A Nativity 5/15/2001
128. A Man Young And Old: Iv. The Death Of The Hare 1/13/2003
129. He Gives His Beloved Certain Rhymes 5/15/2001
130. The Lover Pleads With His Friend For Old Friends 5/17/2001
131. Fallen Majesty 1/3/2003
132. The Three Hermits 5/17/2001
133. The Shadowy Waters: The Shadowy Waters 1/13/2003
134. The Realists 5/17/2001
135. The Blessed 5/17/2001
136. Towards Break Of Day 5/17/2001
137. Faery Song 1/3/2003
138. His Confidence 1/13/2003
139. A Stick Of Incense 5/15/2001
140. A Prayer On Going Into My House 5/15/2001
141. The Grey Rock 1/13/2003
142. He Thinks Of His Past Greatness When A Part Of The Constellations Of Heaven 5/15/2001
143. The Pilgrim 5/17/2001
144. Three Songs To The One Burden 5/17/2001
145. The Spirit Medium 5/17/2001
146. Upon A House Shaken By The Land Agitation 5/17/2001
147. The Rose In The Deeps Of His Heart 1/3/2003
148. He Reproves The Curlew 5/15/2001
149. Quarrel In Old Age 5/15/2001
150. A Man Young And Old: X. His Wildness 1/13/2003
151. Crazy Jane And The Bishop 1/13/2003
152. Crazy Jane On The Mountain 5/15/2001
153. Gratitude To The Unknown Instructors 5/15/2001
154. The Wanderings Of Oisin: Book I 1/3/2003
155. Under The Round Tower 5/17/2001
156. He Tells Of A Valley Full Of Lovers 5/15/2001
157. Symbols 5/17/2001
158. Upon A Dying Lady 5/17/2001
159. Her Vision In The Wood 1/13/2003
160. To An Isle In The Water 5/17/2001

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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.

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  • (11/8/2008 12:25:00 PM)

    one of my all time favorite writers

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    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/)

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    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

The White Birds

I WOULD that we were, my beloved, white birds on the foam of the sea!
We tire of the flame of the meteor, before it can fade and flee;
And the flame of the blue star of twilight, hung low on the rim of the sky,
Has awaked in our hearts, my beloved, a sadness that may not die.
A weariness comes from those dreamers, dew-dabbled, the lily and rose;
Ah, dream not of them, my beloved, the flame of the meteor that goes,
Or the flame of the blue star that lingers hung low in the fall of the dew:

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