More from William Butler Yeats

  1. Their eyes mid many wrinkles, their eyes, Their ancient, glittering eyes, are gay.
  2. My temptation is quiet. Here at life's end Neither loose imagination, Nor the mill of the mind Consuming its rag and bone, Can make the tru…
  3. Heaven blazing into the head: Tragedy wrought to its uttermost. Though Hamlet rambles and Lear rages, And all the drop-scenes drop at once …
  4. Grant me an old man's frenzy, Myself must I remake Till I am Timon and Lear Or that William Blake Who beat upon the wall Till Truth obeyed …
  5. All perform their tragic play, There struts Hamlet, there is Lear, That's Ophelia, that Cordelia.
  6. Hurrah for revolution and more cannon-shot! A beggar upon horseback lashes a beggar on foot. Hurrah for revolution and cannon come again! T…
  7. Then he struggled with the mind; His proud heart he left behind. Now his wars on God begin; At stroke of midnight God shall win. Supernatur…
  8. You think it horrible that lust and rage Should dance attention upon my old age; They were not such a plague when I was young; What else ha…

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