Quote #93
I write it out in a verse- MacDonagh and MacBride And Connolly and Pearse Now and in time to be, Wherever green is worn, Are changed, changed utterly: A terrible beauty is born.
More from William Butler Yeats
- O when may it suffice? That is heaven's part, our part To murmur name upon name.
- Imagining in excited reverie That the future years had come, Dancing to a frenzied drum, Out of the murderous innocence of the sea.
- Too long a sacrifice Can make a stone of the heart.
- May she be granted beauty and yet not Beauty to make a stranger's eye distraught, Or hers before a looking-glass, for such, Being made beau…
- Minute by minute they live: The stone's in the midst of all.
- It's certain that fine women eat A crazy salad with their meat Whereby the Horn of plenty is undone.
- Hearts with one purpose alone Through summer and winter, seem Enchanted to a stone To trouble the living stream.
- In courtesy I'd have her chiefly learned; Hearts are not had as a gift but hearts are earned By those that are not entirely beautiful; Yet …