Category: William Butler Yeats

Vacillation – Aug 15

September 17th, 2009 — 10:05pm

My fiftieth year had come and gone,
I sat, a solitary man,
In a crowded London shop,
An open book and empty cup
On the marble table-top.
While on the shop and street I gazed
My body of a sudden blazed;
And twenty minutes more or less
It seemed, so great my happiness,
That I was blessed and could bless.

-W.B. Yeats

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The Gyres – Aug 13

September 17th, 2009 — 9:59pm

In ancient tombs I sighed, but not again;
What matter? Out of cavern comes a voice,
And all it knows is that one word “Rejoice!’

-W.B. Yeats

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The Song of Wandering Aengus – Jul 20

August 24th, 2009 — 6:58pm

I went out to the hazel wood,
Because a fire was in my head,
And cut and peeled a hazel wand,
And hooked a berry to a thread;
And when white moths were on the wing,
And moth-like stars were flickering out,
I dropped the berry in a stream
And caught a little silver trout.

When I had laid it on the floor
I went to blow the fire a-flame,
But something rustled on the floor,
And some one called me by my name:
It had become a glimmering girl
With apple blossom in her hair
Who called me by my name and ran
And faded through the brightening air.

Though I am old with wandering
Through hollow lands and hilly lands,
I will find out where she has gone,
And kiss her lips and take her hands;
And walk among long dappled grass,
And pluck till time and times are done
The silver apples of the moon,
The golden apples of the sun.

-W.B. Yeats

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Strangers – Jul 26

June 29th, 2009 — 1:59pm

There are no strangers here; only friends you haven’t yet met.
-William Butler Yeats

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Marrow Bone – Jan 21

January 22nd, 2009 — 6:15pm

God guard me from those thoughts men think
In the mind alone;
He that sings a lasting song
Thinks in a marrow-bone;

-William Butler Yeats

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