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Tis the eternal law, That first in beauty should be first in might.
William Butler Yeats
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William Butler Yeats
Age: 73 †
Born: 1865
Born: June 13
Died: 1939
Died: January 28
Astrologer
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Nottinghamshire
W. B. Yeats
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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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The friends that have it I do wrong Whenever I remake a song, Should know what issue is at stake: It is myself that I remake.
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Cats are oppressed, dogs terrify them, landladies starve them, boys stone them, everybody speaks of them with contempt. If they were human beings we could talk of their oppressors with a studied violence, add our strength to theirs, even organize the oppressed and like good politicians sell our charity for power.
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Laughter not time destroyed my voice And put that crack in it, And when the moon's pot-bellied I get a laughing fit.
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In mockery I have set A powerful emblem up, And sing it rhyme upon rhyme In mockery of a time Half dead at the top.
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How can I, that girl standing there, My attention fix On Roman or on Russian Or on Spanish politics?
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In dreams begin responsibilitiy.
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I thought it out this very day, Noon upon the clock, A man may put pretence away Who leans upon a stick, May sing, and sing until he drop, Whether to maid or hag.
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It is love that I am seeking for, But of a beautiful, unheard-of kind That is not in the world.
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Everything that man esteems Endures a moment or a day. Love's pleasure drives his love away, The painter's brush consumes his dreams.
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Nothing that we love overmuch Is ponderable to our touch.
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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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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.
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Let us go forth, the tellers of tales, and seize whatever prey the heart long for, and have no fear. Everything exists, everything is true, and the earth is only a little dust under our feet.
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A man in his own secret meditation / Is lost amid the labyrinth that he has made / In art or politics.
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Death and life were not Till man made up the whole, Made lock, stock and barrel Out of his bitter soul
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All art is in the last analysis an endeavor to condense as out of the flying vapor of the world an image of human perfection, and for its own and not for the art's sake.
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I spit into the face of time that has transfigured me
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If soul my look and body touch, Which is the more blest?
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I believe... that our memories are part of one great memory, the memory of Nature herself.
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