written by William Butler YeatsWINE comes in at the mouth
And love comes in at the eye;
That's all we shall know for truth
Before we grow old and die.
I lift the glass to my mouth,
I look at you, and I sigh.
William Butler Yeats
written by William Butler Yeats, published on Fri 01.14.2011 at 17:51
WE sat together at one summer's end,
That beautiful mild woman, your close friend,
And you and I, and talked of poetry.
written by William Butler Yeats, published on Mon 01.03.2011 at 08:05
O CLOUD-PALE eyelids, dream-dimmed eyes,
The poets labouring all their days
To build a perfect beauty in rhyme
written by William Butler Yeats, published on Sun 01.02.2011 at 18:15
I DREAMED that I stood in a valley, and amid sighs,
For happy lovers passed two by two where I stood;
written by William Butler Yeats, published on Fri 12.31.2010 at 12:52
William Butler Yeat
Read poem...written by William Butler Yeats, published on Tue 12.14.2010 at 12:35
SHE that but little patience knew,
From childhood on, had now so much
A grey gull lost its fear and flew
written by William Butler Yeats, published on Wed 12.08.2010 at 03:20
On Cruachan's plain slept he
That must sing in a rhyme
What most could shake his soul:
'The stallion Eternity