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... What matter, so there is but fire In you, in me?
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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Scrooby
Nottinghamshire
W. B. Yeats
William Yeats
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Why should the imagination of a man Long past his prime remember things that are Emblematical of love and war?
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While they danced they came over them the weariness with the world, the melancholy, the pity one for the other, which is the exultation of love.
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Swift has sailed into his rest Savage indignation there Cannot lacerate his breast Imitate him if you dare, World-besotted traveler he Served human liberty.
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There is no deformity But saves us from a dream.
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A living man is blind and drinks his drop. What matter if the ditches are impure? What matter if I live it all once more?
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We make out of the quarrel with others, rhetoric, but of the quarrel with ourselves, poetry.
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Man has created death.
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It's certain that fine women eat A crazy salad with their meat.
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It seems to me that love, if it is fine, is essentially a discipline.
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Come, fix upon me that accusing eye. I thirst for accusation. All that was sung. All that was said in Ireland is a lie Breed out of the contagion of the throng, Saving the rhyme rats hear before they die.
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Shakespearean fish swam the sea, far away from land Romantic fish swam in nets coming to the hand.
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It is so many years before one can believe enough in what one feels even to know what the feeling is
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Dream, dream, for this is also sooth.
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While Michael Angelo's Sistine roof, His Morning and his Night disclose How sinew that has been pulled tight, Or it may be loosened in repose, Can rule by supernatural right Yet be but sinew.
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For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand.
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Both nuns and mothers worship images, But those the candles light are not as those That animate a mother's reveries, But keep a marble or a bronze repose.
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even The bed of love, that in the imagination Had seemed to be the giver of all peace, Is no more than a wine-cup in the tasting, And as soon finished.
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And pluck till time and times are done the silver apples of the moon the golden apples of the sun.
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