- It is love that I am seeking for,
- But of a beautiful, unheard-of kind
- That is not in the world.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS, The Shadowy Waters
The poor have very few hours in which to enjoy themselves; they must take their pleasure raw; they haven't the time to cook it.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS, Where There Is Nothing
- I have spread my dreams under your feet;
- Tread softly, because you tread on my dreams.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS, He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven
This melancholy London -- I sometimes imagine that the souls of the lost are compelled to walk through its streets perpetually. One feels them passing like a whiff of air.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS, letter to Katharine Tynan, Aug. 25, 1888
- Turning and turning in the widening gyre
- The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
- Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
- Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS, The Second Coming
- Think where man's glory most begins and ends,
- And say my glory was I had such friends.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS, The Municipal Gallery Re-Visited
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