William Butler Yeats

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

William Butler Yeats Poems

321. Lapis Lazuli 5/15/2001
322. I Am Of Ireland 1/13/2003
323. Sweet Dancer 5/17/2001
324. O Do Not Love Too Long 5/15/2001
325. A Memory Of Youth 5/15/2001
326. Who Goes With Fergus? 5/17/2001
327. He Tells Of The Perfect Beauty 5/15/2001
328. Love Song 1/3/2003
329. Young Man's Song 1/3/2003
330. The Circus Animals' Desertion 1/13/2003
331. A Man Young And Old: Viii. Summer And Spring 1/13/2003
332. A Prayer For Old Age 5/15/2001
333. A Poet To His Beloved 5/15/2001
334. Her Anxiety 1/3/2003
335. Are You Content? 5/15/2001
336. Memory 5/15/2001
337. Death 5/15/2001
338. All Souls' Night 5/15/2001
339. Why Should Not Old Men Be Mad? 5/17/2001
340. Nineteen Hundred And Nineteen 5/15/2001
341. Broken Dreams 5/15/2001
342. Mad As The Mist And Snow 1/13/2003
343. For Anne Gregory 5/15/2001
344. The Two Trees 5/17/2001
345. The Choice 5/17/2001
346. Words 5/17/2001
347. A Man Young And Old: Iv. The Death Of The Hare 1/13/2003
348. All Things Can Tempt Me 5/15/2001
349. Ephemera 5/15/2001
350. Where My Books Go 1/3/2003
351. A Man Young And Old: Ii. Human Dignity 1/13/2003
352. Crazy Jane Talks With The Bishop 1/13/2003
353. The Cat And The Moon 5/17/2001
354. Adam's Curse 5/15/2001
355. A Dramatic Poem 5/15/2001
356. No Second Troy 5/15/2001
357. A Lover's Quarrel Among The Fairies 1/3/2003
358. The Sorrow Of Love 5/17/2001
359. A Song 5/15/2001
360. Down By The Salley Gardens 5/15/2001
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.

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An Acre Of Grass

PICTURE and book remain,
An acre of green grass
For air and exercise,
Now strength of body goes;
Midnight, an old house
Where nothing stirs but a mouse.

My temptation is quiet.
Here at life's end

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