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| 1221. | A Poet To His Beloved by William Butler Yeats | | I bring you with reverent hands
The books of my numberless dreams,
White woman that passion has worn
As the tide wears the dove-grey sands,
And wi... |
| 1222. | Supernatural Songs by William Butler Yeats | | I. Ribh at the Tomb of Baile and Aillinn
Because you have found me in the pitch-dark night
With open book you ask me what I do.
Mark and digest m... |
| 1223. | The Rose Of Peace by William Butler Yeats | | If Michael, leader of God's host
When Heaven and Hell are met,
Looked down on you from Heaven's door-post
He would his deeds forget.
Brooding no... |
| 1224. | Running To Paradise by William Butler Yeats | | As I came over Windy Gap
They threw a halfpenny into my cap.
For I am running to paradise;
And all that I need do is to wish
And somebody puts his... |
| 1225. | Peace by William Butler Yeats | | Ah, that Time could touch a form
That could show what Homer's age
Bred to be a hero's wage.
'Were not all her life but storm
Would not painters pa... |
| 1226. | A Prayer For My Son by William Butler Yeats | | Bid a strong ghost stand at the head
That my Michael may sleep sound,
Nor cry, nor turn in the bed
Till his morning meal come round;
And may depar... |
| 1227. | The Pity Of Love by William Butler Yeats | | A pity beyond all telling
Is hid in the heart of love:
The folk who are buying and selling,
The clouds on their journey above,
The cold wet winds ... |
| 1228. | The Lamentation Of The Old Pensioner by William Butler Yeats | | Although I shelter from the rain
Under a broken tree,
My chair was nearest to the fire
In every company
That talked of love or politics,
Ere Time... |
| 1229. | A Prayer On Going Into My House by William Butler Yeats | | God grant a blessing on this tower and cottage
And on my heirs, if all remain unspoiled,
No table or chair or stool not simple enough
For shepherd ... |
| 1230. | Crazy Jane And The Bishop by William Butler Yeats | | Bring me to the blasted oak
That I, midnight upon the stroke,
(All find safety in the tomb.)
May call down curses on his head
Because of my dear J... |
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