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A thought Of that late death took all my heart for speech.
William Butler Yeats
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William Butler Yeats
Age: 73 †
Born: 1865
Born: June 13
Died: 1939
Died: January 28
Astrologer
Mystic
Playwright
Poet
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Scrooby
Nottinghamshire
W. B. Yeats
William Yeats
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Eyes spiritualised by death can judge, I cannot, but I am not content.
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Bodily decrepitude is wisdom young We loved each other and were ignorant.
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I am haunted by numberless islands, many a Danaan shore, Where Time would surely forget us, and Sorrow come near us no moreSoon far from the rose and the lily and fret of the flames would we be, Were we only white birds, my beloved, buoyed out on the foam of the sea!
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I balanced all, brought all to mind, the years to come seemed waste of breath, a waste of breath the years behind, in balance with this life, this death.
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I wonder anybody does anything at Oxford but dream and remember
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The true faith discovered was When painted panel, statuary, Glass-mosaic, window-glass, Amended what was told awry By some peasant gospeler.
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It's certain there is no fine thing Since Adam's fall but needs much laboring.
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Time drops in decay Like a candle burnt out. And the mountains and woods Have their day, have their day But, kindly old rout Of the fire-born moods, You pass not away.
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I wonder anybody does anything at Oxford but dream and remember, the place is so beautiful. One almost expects the people to sing instead of speaking. It is all like an opera.
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Maybe the bride-bed brings despair, For each an imagined image brings And finds a real image there...
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Though leaves are many, the root is one.
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That is no country for old men. The young In one another's arms, birds in the trees - Those dying generations-at their song, The salmon-falls, the mackerel-crowded seas, Fish, flesh, or fowl, commend all summer long Whatever is begotten, born, and dies. Caught in that sensual music all neglect Monuments of unaging intellect.
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Odor of blood when Christ was slain Made all Platonic tolerance vain And vain all Doric discipline.
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The intellect of man is forced to choose Perfection of the life, or of the work And if it take the second must refuse A heavenly mansion, raging in the dark.
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Who dreamed that beauty passes like a dream?
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