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If soul my look and body touch, Which is the more blest?

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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Writer
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Nottinghamshire
W. B. Yeats
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All that could run or leap or swim Whether in wood, water or cloud, Acclaiming, proclaiming, declaiming Him.
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The chief imagination of Christendom, Dante Alighieri, so utterly found himself That he has made that hollow face of his More plain to the mind's eye than any face But that of Christ.
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Man is in love and loves what vanishes, What more is there to say?
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Many ingenious lovely things are gone / That seemed sheer miracle to the multitude.
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Out-worn heart, in a time out-worn, Come clear of the nets of wrong and right Laugh, heart, again in the grey twilight, Sigh, heart, again in the dew of the morn.
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And there's a score of duchesses, surpassing womankind, Or who have found a painter to make them so for pay And smooth out stain and blemish with the elegance of his mind: I knew a phoenix in my youth, so let them have their day.
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Though pedantry denies, It's plain the Bible means That Solomon grew wise While talking with his queens.
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Ecstasy is from the contemplation of things vaster than the individual and imperfectly seen perhaps, by all those that still live.
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I went out to the hazelwood because a fire was in my head.
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For those that love the world serve it in action, Grow rich, popular, and full of influence And should they paint or write still is it action, The struggle of the fly in marmalade.
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What can books of men that wive In a dragon-guarded land, Paintings of the dolphin-drawn Sea-nymphs in their pearly wagons Do, but awake a hope to live...?
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The women that I picked spoke sweet and low And yet gave tongue. Hound voices were they all.
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Only the dead can be forgiven But when I think of that my tongue's a stone.
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When you are old and gray and full of sleep, and nodding by the fire, take down this book and slowly read, and dream of the soft look your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep.
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How could passion run so deep Had I never thought That the crime of being born Blackens all our lot?
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I see a schoolboy when I think of him, With face and nose pressed to a sweet-shop window.
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An intellectual hate is the worst.
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A statesman is an easy man, he tells his lies by rote. A journalist invents his lies, and rams them down your throat. So stay at home and drink your beer and let the neighbors vote.
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