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All dreams of the soul End in a beautiful man's or woman's body.
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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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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All men live in suffering I know as few can know, Whether they take the upper road Or stay content on the low.
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I summon to the winding ancient stair Set all your mind upon the steep ascent
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Joy is of the will which labours, which overcomes obstacles, which knows triumph.
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The soul of man is of the imperishable substance of the stars!
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If what I say resonates with you, it's merely because we're branches of the same tree.
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Now must we sing and sing the best we can, But first you must be told your character: Convicted cowards all, by kindred slain.
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A symbol is indeed the only possible expression of some invisible essence, a transparent lamp about a spiritual flame while allegory is one of many possible representations of an embodied thing, or familiar principle, and belongs to fancy and not to imagination: the one is a revelation, the other an amusement.
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From dream to dream and rhyme to rhyme I have ranged / In rambling talk with an image of air: / Vague memories, nothing but memories.
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Evil comes to us men of imagination wearing as its mask all the virtues.
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In luck or out the toil has left its mark: That old perplexity an empty purse, Or the day's vanity, the night's remorse.
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What man does not understand, he fears and what he fears, he tends to destroy.
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The old priest Peter Gilligan Was weary night and day For half his flock were in their beds, Or under green sods lay.
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When I play on my fiddle in Dooney Folk dance like a wave on the sea.
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Tis the eternal law, That first in beauty should be first in might.
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O would, beloved, that you lay Under the dock-leaves in the ground, While lights were paling one by one.
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Turning and turning in the widening gyre The falcon cannot hear the falconer Things fall apart the centre cannot hold Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world, The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere The ceremony of innocence is drowned The best lack all conviction, while the worst Are full of passionate intensity.
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Think like a wise man but communicate in the language of the people.
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