When I play on my fiddle in Dooney Folk dance like a wave of the sea.
William Butler Yeats (1865 - 1939)
Source: The Wind Among the Reeds, 1899, The Fiddler of Dooney st.
Contributed by: Zaady
Whatever flames upon the night Man's own resinous heart has fed.
Source: The Tower, 1928. Two Songs from a Play
O heart! O heart! if she'd but turn her head You'd know the folly of being comforted.
Source: the Seven Woods, 1904. The Folly of Being Comforted.
For such, Being made beautiful overmuch, Consider beauty a sufficient end, Lose natural kindness and maybe The heart-revealing intimacy That chooses right, and never find a friend. r
Source: Michael Robartes and the Dancer , 1921. A Prayer for My Daughter
Hurrah for revolution and more cannon-shot! A beggar upon horseback lashes a beggar on foot. Hurrah for revolution and cannon come again! The beggars have changed places, but the lash goes on.
Source: Last Poems, 1936–1939, The Great Day
That toil of growing up; The ignominy of boyhood; the distress Of boyhood changing into man; The unfinished man and his pain.
Source: The Winding Stair and Other Poems, 1933;. A Dialogue of Self and Soul
The brawling of a sparrow in the eaves The brilliant moon and all the milky sky And all that famous harmony of leaves Had blotted out man's image and his cry.
Source: The Rose, 1893. The Sorrow of Love, st. I
An agony of flame that cannot singe a sleeve.
Source: The Winding Stair and Other Poems, 1933;. Byzantium
All the wild witches, those most noble ladies, For all their broomsticks and their tears, Their angry tears, are gone.
Source: The Wild Swans at Coole 1919. Lines Written in Dejection 1. 4
An aged man is but a paltry thing, A tattered coat upon a stick, unless Soul clap its hands and sing, and louder sing For every tatter in its mortal dress.
Source: The Tower, 1928. Sailing to Byzantium
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