William Butler Yeats Poems

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71.
A Poet To His Beloved

I BRING you with reverent hands
The books of my numberless dreams,
White woman that passion has worn
As the tide wears the dove-grey sands,
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72.
Why Should Not Old Men Be Mad?

WHY should not old men be mad?
Some have known a likely lad
That had a sound fly-fisher's wrist
Turn to a drunken journalist;
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73.
Love Song

My love, we will go, we will go, I and you,
And away in the woods we will scatter the dew;
And the salmon behold, and the ousel too,
My love, we will hear, I and you, we will hear,
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74.
Memory

ONE had a lovely face,
And two or three had charm,
But charm and face were in vain
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75.
A Memory Of Youth

THE moments passed as at a play;
I had the wisdom love brings forth;
I had my share of mother-wit,
And yet for all that I could say,
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76.
Nineteen Hundred And Nineteen

MANY ingenious lovely things are gone
That seemed sheer miracle to the multitude,
protected from the circle of the moon
That pitches common things about. There stood
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77.
The Choice

The intellect of man is forced to choose
perfection of the life, or of the work,
And if it take the second must refuse
A heavenly mansion, raging in the dark.
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78.
Her Anxiety

Earth in beauty dressed
Awaits returning spring.
All true love must die,
Alter at the best
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79.
Are You Content?

I CALL on those that call me son,
Grandson, or great-grandson,
On uncles, aunts, great-uncles or great-aunts,
To judge what I have done.
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80.
A Man Young And Old: Ix. The Secrets Of The Old

I have old women's secrets now
That had those of the young;
Madge tells me what I dared not think
When my blood was strong,
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