Poems by William Butler Yeats

Poems by William Butler Yeats

The Moods, by William Butler Yeats

Time drops in decay,Like a candle burnt out,And the mountains and the woodsHave their day, have t...

The Living Beauty, by William Butler Yeats

I'll say and maybe dream I have drawn content—Seeing that time has frozen up the blood,The wick o...

The Rose of Battle, by William Butler Yeats

Rose of all Roses, Rose of all the World!The tall thought-woven sails, that flap unfurledAbove th...

Aedh Tells of the Perfect Beauty, by William Butler Yeats

O cloud-pale eyelids, dream-dimmed eyes,The poets labouring all their daysTo build a perfect beau...

The Lover Pleads with His Friend for Old Friends, by William Butler Yeats

Though you are in your shining days,Voices among the crowdAnd new friends busy with your praise,B...

The Cold Heaven , by William Butler Yeats

Suddenly I saw the cold and rook-delighting heavenThat seemed as though ice burned and was but th...

Galway Races , by William Butler Yeats

There where the racecourse isDelight makes all of the one mindThe riders upon the swift horsesThe...

A Deep-Sworn Vow , by William Butler Yeats

Others because you did not keepThat deep-sworn vow have been friends of mine;Yet always when I lo...

The Everlasting Voices, by William Butler Yeats

O sweet everlasting Voices be still; Go to the guards of the heavenly fold And bid them wander ob...

The Heart of the Woman, by William Butler Yeats

O what to me the little room
That was brimmed up with prayer and rest;
He bade me out into ...

The Second Coming, by William Butler Yeats

Turning and turning in the widening gyreThe falcon cannot hear the falconer;Things fall apart; th...

The Lake Isle of Innisfree, by William Butler Yeats

I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles m...

Leda and the Swan, by William Butler Yeats

A sudden blow: the great wings beating stillAbove the staggering girl, her thighs caressedBy the ...

Aedh Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven, by William Butler Yeats

Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,Enwrought with golden and silver light,The blue and the dim...

The Stolen Child, by William Butler Yeats

Where dips the rocky highlandOf Sleuth Wood in the lake,There lies a leafy islandWhere flapping h...