Youth and Age, by William Butler Yeats
Much did I rage when young,Being by the World oppressed,But now with flattering tongueIt speeds t...
Much did I rage when young,Being by the World oppressed,But now with flattering tongueIt speeds t...
An affable Irregular,A heavily-built Falstaffan man,Comes cracking jokes of civil warAs though to...
The bees build in the crevicesOf loosening masonry, and thereThe mother birds bring grubs and fli...
Two heavy tressels, and a boardWhere Sato’s gift, a changeless sword,By pen and paper lies,That i...
Having inherited a vigorous mindFrom my old fathers I must nourish dreamsAnd leave a woman and a ...
I whispered, "I am too young,"
And then, "I am old enough";
Wherefore I threw a penny
To ...
The quarrel of the sparrows in the eaves,
The full round moon and the star-laden sky,
And the l...
(Song from an Unfinished Play)
My mother dandled me and sang,
'How young it is, how young!' ...
We sat together at one summer's end,
That beautiful mild woman, your close friend,
And you and I,...
Wine comes in at the mouth
And love comes in at the eye;
That’s all we shall know for truth...
Although I can see him still,
The freckled man who goes
To a grey place on a hill
In grey Connema...
Who will go drive with Fergus now,
And pierce the deep wood's woven shade,
And dance upon the l...
The trees are in their autumn beauty,
The woodland paths are dry,
Under the October twilight ...
Now as at all times I can see in the mind's eye,In their stiff, painted clothes, the pale unsatis...
Hands, do what you're bid:Bring the balloon of the mindThat bellies and drags in the windInto its...