Poems by William Butler Yeats
A Prayer For My Son
... Who have planned his murder, for they know ...
The Lady's First Song
... I turn round Like a dumb beast in a show ...
The Indian To His Love
... One with the tide that gleams, the wings that gleam and dart,The heavy boughs, the burnished dove ...
Man And The Echo
... Man. That were to shirk ...
The Lamentation Of The Old Pensioner
... There's not a woman turns her face ...
The Dolls
... Out-screams the whole shelf: 'Although ...
The Great Day
... The beggars have changed places, but the lash goes on ...
The Mother of God
... ove that makes my heart's blood stopOr strikes a Sudden chill into my bonesAnd bids my hair stand up ...
A Prayer On Going Into My House
... Planned in a government office, shorten his life, ...
The Phases Of The Moon
... Robartes. Because all dark, like those that are all light, ...
Under Saturn
... No, no, not said, but cried it out - 'You have come again, ...
The Black Tower
... Stand we on guard oath-bound!There in the tomb the dark grows blacker, ...
The Cat And The Moon
... Do you dance, Minnaloushe, do you dance ...
The White Birds
... For I would we were changed to white birds on the wandering foam: I and you! ...
Oil And Blood
... Their shrouds are bloody and their lips are wet ...
