Dead and gone Quote by William Butler Yeats Download Open image ““Romantic Ireland's dead and gone It's with O' Leary in the grave (September 1913)”” — William Butler Yeats ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.1 out of 5 (3 ratings) Copy quoteShare Dead and gone Ireland Yeats
For men were born to pray and save: Romantic Ireland's dead and gone, It's with O'Leary in the grave. — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
“There was a certain untamed energy about the west of Ireland – full of tragedy and struggle, sown with the flesh of the departed.” — Rhian J. Martin Copy Share Image
Was it for this the wild geese spread The gray wing upon every tide; For this that all that blood was shed, For this.… — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
“He decides it is better to die in Ireland than in Paris because in Ireland the outdoors looks like the outdoors and gravestones are… — Alison MacLeod Copy Share Image
“I wish to be buried in Ireland, the country of my adoption a country which I loved, which I have dutifully served, and for… — Thomas Drummond Copy Share Image
“What I told you tonight - it isn't my story alone. It belongs to every Irish person living and dead. And every Irish person… — Frank Delaney Copy Share Image
James Joyce buried himself in his great work. _Finnegan's Wake_ is his monument and his tombstone. A dead end. — Edward Abbey Copy Share Image
“When Mrs. Byrne isn’t around, Mr. Byrne is friendly. He likes to talk with me about Ireland. His own family, he tells me, is… — Christina Baker Kline Copy Share Image
Ireland starts for me with the end of 'The Dead,' which my father read to me from his desk in his basement office in… — John Jeremiah Sullivan Copy Share Image
The master says it's a glorious thing to die for the Faith and Dad says it's a glorious thing to die for Ireland and… — Frank McCourt Copy Share Image
“If my grandfather was here, he would have died laughing ... Dubliners and A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man can be… — Stephen J. Joyce 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
Hugging trees has a calming effect on me. I'm talking about enormous trees that will be there when we are all dead and gone.… — Gerry Adams Copy Share Image
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The women of today are the thoughts of their mothers and grandmothers, embodied and made alive. They are active, capable, determined and bound to… — Matilda Joslyn Gage Copy Share Image
“A thousand years or more ago, When I was newly sewn, There lived four wizards of renown, Whose name are still well-known: Bold Gryffindor… — JK Rowling Copy Share Image
“That girl, dead and gone, her spirit trapped forever just inside town limits—she'd come from someplace, was going somewhere. Until destiny had stepped into… — Kat Rosenfield Copy Share Image
“When I got there it was all still and Sunday-like, and hot and sunshiny - the hands was gone to the fields; and there… — Mark Twain Copy Share Image
“They all seem infected with a vivaciousness that isn't common in our compound, and there are more smiles on their faces than I've ever… — Jessica Khoury Copy Share Image
“[On writing more Sherlock Holmes stories.] ‘I don’t care whether you do or not,’ said Bram. ‘But you will, eventually. He’s yours, till death… — Graham Moore Copy Share Image
“I don't want to see no dead body. Willie ain't in there. She put her walkin' shoes on. She gone to see the Lord.” — Ruta Sepetys Copy Share Image
“wouldn’t that person be even more amazing if, instead of telling the time, he or she built a clock that could tell the time… — Jim Collins Copy Share Image
All I know is that we are loaded down with old and stale stuff - habits, customs, old attitudes already dead and gone. — Michelangelo Antonioni Copy Share Image
“As they were speaking, a dog that had been lying asleep raised his head and pricked up his ears. This was Argos, whom Odysseus… — Homer Copy Share Image