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What can be explained is not poetry.
William Butler Yeats
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William Butler Yeats
Age: 73 †
Born: 1865
Born: June 13
Died: 1939
Died: January 28
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Nottinghamshire
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It's certain that fine women eat A crazy salad with their meat.
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Women are hard and proud and stubborn-hearted, Their heads being turned with praise and flattery And that is why their lovers are afraid To tell them a plain story.
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People are responsible for their opinions, but Providence is responsible for their morals.
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BELOVED, gaze in thine own heart, The holy tree is growing there.
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If suffering brings wisdom, I would wish to be less wise.
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rhetoric is will doing the work of imagination.
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I have grown to believe that there is no dangerous idea, which does not become less dangerous when written out in sincere and careful English.
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Why should the imagination of a man Long past his prime remember things that are Emblematical of love and war?
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Processions that lack high stilts have nothing that catches the eye. What if my great-granddad had a pair that were twenty foot high, And mine were but fifteen foot, no modern stalks upon higher, Some rogue of the world stole them to patch up a fence or a fire.
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For wisdom is the property of the dead, A something incompatible with life and power, Like everything that has the stain of blood, A property of the living but no stain Can come upon the visage of the moon When it has looked in glory from a cloud.
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An aged man is but a paltry thing, a tattered coat upon a stick
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Bid imagination run / Much on the Great Questioner / What He can question, what if questioned I / Can with a fitting confidence reply.
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No man, even though he be Shakespeare, can write perfectly when his web is woven of threads that have been spun in many lands.
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God spreads the heavens above us like great wings, And gives a little round of deeds and days.
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For to articulate sweet sounds together Is to work harder than all these, and yet Be thought an idler by the noisy set Of bankers, schoolmasters, and clergymen The martyrs call the world.
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Cast a cold eye on life, on death Horseman pass by
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I am content to live it all again And yet again, if it be life to pitch Into the frog-spawn of a blind man's ditch.
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I have often had the fancy that there is some one Myth for every man, which, if we but knew it, would make us understand all he did and thought.
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My temptation is quiet. Here at life's end Neither loose imagination Nor the mill of the mind Consuming its rag and bone, Can make the truth known.
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What do we know but that we face one another in this place?
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