Poems by William Butler Yeats
Cuchulain's Fight With The Sea
... And through that new blade's guard the old blade broke, ...
His Bargain
... When the last thread has run, ...
Men Improve With The Years
... pleased to have filled the eyes ...
A Last Confession
... And laughed upon his breast to think ...
A Bronze Head
... who can tell Which of her forms has shown her substance right ...
The Gyres
... Conduct and work grow coarse, and coarse the soul, ...
To Ireland In The Coming Times
... My rhymes more than their rhyming tell ...
What Was Lost
... My king a lost king, and lost soldiers my men ...
In Memory Of Major Robert Gregory
... All those that manhood tried, or childhood loved ...
From The 'Antigone'
... hurl Heaven and Earth out of their places, ...
The Municipal Gallery Revisited
... VII And here's John Synge himself, that rooted man, ...
Friends
... What none can have and thrive, ...
The Two Trees
... alas! Thy tender eyes grow all unkind: ...
He Bids His Beloved Be At Peace
... night, The East her hidden joy before the morning break, ...
A Thought From Propertius
... Or been fit spoil for a centaur ...
