O heart, be at peace, because Nor knave nor dolt can break What's not for their applause, Being for a woman's sake. — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
Beloved, let your eyes half close, and your heart beat Over my heart, and your hair fall over my breast, Drowning love's… — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
Great Powers of falling wave and wind and windy fire, With your harmonious choir Encircle her I love and sing her into… — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
even The bed of love, that in the imagination Had seemed to be the giver of all peace, Is no more than… — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
The brawling of a sparrow in the eaves The brilliant moon and all the milky sky And all that famous harmony of… — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
And God would bid His warfare cease, Saying all things were well; And softly make a rosy peace, A peace of Heaven… — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
Civilisation is hooped together, brought Under a rule, under the semblance of peace By manifold illusion. — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
We can make our minds so like still water that beings gather about us that they may see, it may be, their… — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree, And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made; Nine… — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
“The brawling of a sparrow in the eaves, The brilliant moon and all the milky sky, And all that famous harmony of… — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
“God spreads the heavens above us like great wings And gives a little round of deeds and days, And then come the… — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
I would have touched it like a child But knew my finger could but have touched Cold stone and water. I grew wild, Even… — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
You know what the Englishman's idea of compromise is? He says, Some people say there is a God. Some people say there is no… — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
Beloved, let your eyes half close, and your heart beat Over my heart, and your hair fall over my breast, Drowning love's lonely hour… — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
That toil of growing up; The ignominy of boyhood; the distress Of boyhood changing into man; The unfinished man and his pain. — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
I see a schoolboy when I think of him, With face and nose pressed to a sweet-shop window. — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
Only God, my dear, Could love you for yourself alone And not your yellow hair. — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
I know that I shall meet my fate somewhere among the clouds above; those that I fight I do not hate, those that I… — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
Great literature has always been written in a like spirit, and is, indeed, the Forgiveness of Sin, and when we find it becoming the… — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
Where the wave of moonlight glosses The dim gray sands with light, Far off by furthest Rosses We foot it all the night, Weaving… — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
His element is so fine Being sharpened by his death, To drink from the wine-breath While our gross palates drink from the whole wine. — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
