written by William Butler YeatsA mermaid found a swimming lad,
Picked him for her own,
Pressed her body to his body,
Laughed; and plunging down
Forgot in cruel happiness
That even lovers drown.
William Butler Yeats
written by William Butler Yeats, published on Tue 03.06.2007 at 17:11
A little Indian temple in the Golden Age. Around it a garden;
around that the forest.Anashuya, the young priestess, kneelinq
written by William Butler Yeats, published on Fri 03.02.2007 at 14:54
I HAVE drunk ale from the Country of the Young
And weep because I know all things now:
I have been a hazel-tree, and they hung
written by William Butler Yeats, published on Wed 02.28.2007 at 20:24
Fasten your hair with a golden pin,
And bind up every wandering tress;
I bade my heart build these poor rhymes:
written by William Butler Yeats, published on Mon 02.19.2007 at 17:24
We should be hidden from their eyes,
Being but holy shows
And bodies broken like a thorn
Whereon the bleak north blows,
written by William Butler Yeats, published on Tue 02.13.2007 at 12:02
A moonlight moor. Fairies leading a child.
Male Fairies: Do not fear us, earthly maid!
We will lead you hand in hand
written by William Butler Yeats, published on Sat 02.10.2007 at 13:48
I - CRAZY JANE AND THE BISHOP
BRING me to the blasted oak
That I, midnight upon the stroke,
(All find safety in the tomb.)