written by William Butler YeatsMUCH did I rage when young,
Being by the world oppressed,
But now with flattering tongue
It speeds the parting guest.
William Butler Yeats
written by William Butler Yeats, published on Thu 04.19.2007 at 07:18
I admit the briar
Entangled in my hair
Did not injure me;
My blenching and trembling,
Nothing but dissembling,
written by William Butler Yeats, published on Sat 04.14.2007 at 00:21
BLESSED be this place,
More blessed still this tower;
A bloody, arrogant power
Rose out of the race
Uttering, mastering it,
written by William Butler Yeats, published on Tue 03.13.2007 at 16:10
I ASKED if I should pray.
But the Brahmin said,
'pray for nothing, say
Every night in bed,
'I have been a king,
written by William Butler Yeats, published on Fri 03.09.2007 at 02:59
A mermaid found a swimming lad,
Picked him for her own,
Pressed her body to his body,
Laughed; and plunging down
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