William Butler Yeats

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

William Butler Yeats Poems

161. Responsibilities - Closing 1/13/2003
162. On Those That Hated 'The Playboy Of The Western World' 5/15/2001
163. Swift's Epitaph 5/17/2001
164. Colonel Martin 5/15/2001
165. The Chambermaid's First Song 5/17/2001
166. Parnell 5/15/2001
167. The Countess Cathleen In Paradise 5/17/2001
168. The Hosting Of The Sidhe 5/17/2001
169. Old Tom Again 1/13/2003
170. The Cap And Bells 5/17/2001
171. Quarrel In Old Age 5/15/2001
172. Me Peacock 5/15/2001
173. Form The Green Helmet And Other Poems 5/15/2001
174. Under Ben Bulben 5/17/2001
175. The Arrow 5/17/2001
176. He Thinks Of His Past Greatness When A Part Of The Constellations Of Heaven 5/15/2001
177. Parnell's Funeral 1/13/2003
178. The Everlasting Voices 5/17/2001
179. Her Praise 5/15/2001
180. The Pity Of Love 5/17/2001
181. Meeting 1/13/2003
182. News For The Delphic Oracle 5/15/2001
183. Baile And Aillinn 5/15/2001
184. Mohini Chatterjee 5/15/2001
185. Reconciliation 5/15/2001
186. Slim Adolescence That A Nymph Has Stripped 5/16/2001
187. At The Abbey Theatre 5/15/2001
188. Stream And Sun At Glendalough 5/16/2001
189. Alternative Song For The Severd Head In "The King Of The Great Clock Tower" 12/31/2002
190. Come Gather Round Me, Parnellites 5/15/2001
191. The Ballad Of The Foxhunter 1/13/2003
192. Crazy Jane On The Mountain 5/15/2001
193. The Shadowy Waters 5/17/2001
194. In The Seven Woods 5/15/2001
195. The Ballad Of Father O'Hart 5/17/2001
196. Solomon To Sheba 5/16/2001
197. Running To Paradise 5/15/2001
198. Michael Robartes And The Dancer 1/3/2003
199. He Thinks Of Those Who Have Spoken Evil Of His Beloved 5/15/2001
200. On A Political Prisoner 5/15/2001

Comments about William Butler Yeats

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

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

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  • 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.

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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

Her Anxiety

Earth in beauty dressed
Awaits returning spring.
All true love must die,
Alter at the best
Into some lesser thing.
Prove that I lie.

Such body lovers have,
Such exacting breath,
That they touch or sigh.
Every touch they give,
Love is nearer death.
Prove that I lie.

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