Yeats Poetry Quotes

Key quotes from Yeats' poetry

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The Stolen Child
There we've hid our faery vats/full of berrys/and of the reddist stolen cherries
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The Stolen Child
Come away, O human child to the waters and the wild
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The Stolen Child
For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand
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The Stolen Child
We sell for slumbering trout/and whispering in their ears/give them unquiet sleep
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The Stolen Child
He'll hear no more of the lowing/of the calves on the warm hillside
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September 1913
What need you, being come to sense/ but fumble in a greasy timm
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September 1913
you have dried the marrow from the bone
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September 1913
Romantic Ireland's dead and gone/It's with O'Leary in the grave
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September 1913
All that delirium of the brave
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September 1913
they weighed so lightly what they gave
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The Cold Heaven
Suddenly I saw the cold and rook-delighting heaven/that seemed as though ice burned
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The Cold Heaven
With the hot blood of youth, of love crossed long ago
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The Cold Heaven
Vanished and left but memories
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The Cold Heaven
The injustice of the skies for punishment
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The Wild Swans at Coole
The nineteenth Autumn has cme upon me/ Since I first made my count
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The Wild Swans at Coole
All scatter wheeling in great broken rings
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The Wild Swans at Coole
I have looked upon those brilliant creatures/ and now my heart is sore
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The Wild Swans at Coole
Their hearts have not grown old
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Wild Swans at Coole
unwearied still, lover by lover
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An Irish Airman Foresees his death
Those I fight I do not hate/ those I guard I do not love
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Irish Airman
my country is Kiltartan Cross
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Irish Airman
no likely end could bring them loss/or leave them happier than before
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Irish Airman
the years to come seemed wast of breath/ a wast of breath the years behind
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Irish Airman
A lonley impulse of delight
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Irish Airman
No law, nor duty bade me fight
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The fisherman
the wise and simple man
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the fisherman
the living men that I hate/the dead man that i loved
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the fisherman
and his sun-freckled face/and gray connemara cloth
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the fisherman
a man who does not exist/a man who is but a dream
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the fisherman
before I am old/I shall have written him one/poem
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Broken Dream
there is grey in your hair
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Broken Dreams
Vague memories, nothing but memories
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Broken Dream
but in the grave all, all, shall be renewed
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Broken Dreams
Leave unchanged/ the hands that I have kissed/ for old sake's sake
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Broken Dreams
From dream to dream and rhyme to rhyme I have ranged/ in rambling talk with an image of air
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The Cat and the Moon
the pure cold light in the sky/ troubled his animal blood
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The Cat and the moon
and the nearest kin of the moon
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The cat and the moon
do you danse, Minnaloushe, do you danse?
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The cat and the moon
the sacred moon overhead/ has taken a new phase
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The cat and the moon
alone, important and wise/ and lifts to the changing room/ his changing eyes
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Easter 1916
I have passed them with a nod of the head/ or polite meaningless words
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Easter 1916
all changed, changed utterly:a terrible beauty is born
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Easter 1916
her nights spent in argument/ until her voice grew shrill
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Easter 1916
the other man I dreamed/ a drunken vainglorious lout
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Easter 1916
the birds that range/from cloud to tumbling cloud
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Easter 1916
was it needless death after all
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Easter 1916
and what if excess of love/bewildered them till they died?
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The Second Coming
Turning and turning in the widening yre
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The Second Coming
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world
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The Second Coming
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed
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The Second Coming
the ceremony of innocence is drowned
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The Second Coming
surely some revelation is at hand
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The Second Coming
a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
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The Second Coming
and what rough beast, its hour come round at last/slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?
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Sailing to Byzantium
That is no country for old man
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Sailing to Byzantium
birds in the trees-those dying generations
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Sailing to Byzantium
whatever is begotten, born and dies
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Sailing to Byzantium
caught in that sensual music all neglect/ monuments of unaging intellect
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Sailing to Byzantium
an aged man is but a paltry thing, a tattered coat upon a stick
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Sailing to Byzantium
gather me/into the artifice of eternity
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Sailing to Byzantium
or set upon a golden bough to sing/to lords and ladies of Byzantium
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In memory of Eva Gore-Booth and Con Markiewicz
two girls in silk kimonos, both/beautiful, one a gazelle
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In memory of...
the older is condemned to death
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In memory of...
I know not what the younger dreams/ some vague Utopia
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In memory of...
the innocent and the beautiful/ have no enemy but time
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In memory of...
bid me strike a match and blow
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