William Butler Yeats

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

William Butler Yeats Poems

161. Alternative Song For The Severd Head In "The King Of The Great Clock Tower" 12/31/2002
162. The Ballad Of Moll Magee 5/17/2001
163. His Confidence 1/13/2003
164. The Ballad Of The Foxhunter 1/13/2003
165. The Old Men Admiring Themselves In The Water 5/17/2001
166. Responsibilities - Closing 1/13/2003
167. On Those That Hated 'The Playboy Of The Western World' 5/15/2001
168. He Reproves The Curlew 5/15/2001
169. Swift's Epitaph 5/17/2001
170. Imitated From The Japanese 5/15/2001
171. Parnell 5/15/2001
172. At The Abbey Theatre 5/15/2001
173. The Countess Cathleen In Paradise 5/17/2001
174. His Phoenix 5/15/2001
175. A Thought From Propertius 5/15/2001
176. A Statesman's Holiday 1/13/2003
177. Come Gather Round Me, Parnellites 5/15/2001
178. The Cap And Bells 5/17/2001
179. Quarrel In Old Age 5/15/2001
180. Me Peacock 5/15/2001
181. He Hears The Cry Of The Sedge 5/15/2001
182. The Lamentation Of The Old Pensioner 5/17/2001
183. Presences 5/15/2001
184. The Arrow 5/17/2001
185. Statistics 5/16/2001
186. He Thinks Of His Past Greatness When A Part Of The Constellations Of Heaven 5/15/2001
187. Parnell's Funeral 1/13/2003
188. The Pity Of Love 5/17/2001
189. Meeting 1/13/2003
190. News For The Delphic Oracle 5/15/2001
191. Baile And Aillinn 5/15/2001
192. Form The Green Helmet And Other Poems 5/15/2001
193. Reconciliation 5/15/2001
194. Slim Adolescence That A Nymph Has Stripped 5/16/2001
195. Ego Dominus Tuus 5/15/2001
196. A Woman Homer Sung 5/15/2001
197. Crazy Jane On The Day Of Judgment 1/13/2003
198. Church And State 5/15/2001
199. Supernatural Songs 5/16/2001
200. Old Memory 5/15/2001

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    one of my all time favorite writers

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    your poems flies into new horizen.

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    '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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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

Consolation

O but there is wisdom
In what the sages said;
But stretch that body for a while
And lay down that head
Till I have told the sages
Where man is comforted.

How could passion run so deep
Had I never thought
That the crime of being born
Blackens all our lot?
But where the crime's committed
The crime can be forgot.

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