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Do you not hear me calling, white deer with no horns? I have been changed to a hound with one red ear I have been in the Path of Stones and the Wood of Thorns.
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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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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Speech after long silence it is right, All other lovers being estranged or dead . . . That we descant and yet again descant Upon the supreme theme of Art and Song: Bodily decrepitude is wisdom young We loved each other and were ignorant.
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While on that old grey stone I sat Under the old wind-broken tree, I knew that One is animate, Mankind inanimate phantasy.
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I think it better that in times like these a poet's mouth be silent, for in truth we have no gift to set a statesman right.
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And that enquiring man John Synge comes next, That dying chose the living world for text And never could have rested in the tomb But that, long travelling, he had come Towards nightfall upon certain set apart In a most desolate stony place.
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When a man grows old his joy Grows more deep day after day, His empty heart is full at length But he has need of all that strength Because of the increasing Night That opens her mystery and fright.
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Too long a sacrifice can make a stone of the heart. O when may it suffice?
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Accursed who brings to light of day the writings I have cast away.
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When an immortal passion breathes in mortal clay Our hearts endure the scourge, the plaited thorns, the way Crowded with bitter faces, the wounds in palm and side, The vinegar-heavy sponge, the flowers by Kedron stream.
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Everything we look upon is blest.
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Once you attempt legislation upon religious grounds, you open the way for every kind of intolerance and religious persecution.
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O heart, we are old The living beauty is for younger men: We cannot pay its tribute of wild tears.
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