224 ordspråk av William Butler Yeats
William Butler Yeats
William Butler Yeats föddes den
13 Juni 1865 och dog den 28 Januar
1939 - Nobel Prize for Literature in 1923.
Mer info via Google eller Bing. "Because I am mad about women I am mad about the hills," Said that wild old wicked man Who travels where God wills. . . .
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"Being Irish, he had an abiding sense of tragedy, which sustained him through temporary periods of joy.'
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"Time to put off the world and go somewhere And find my health again in the sea air," Beggar to beggar cried, being frenzy-struck, "And make my soul before my pate is bare."
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A line will take us hours maybe; Yet if it does not seem a moment's thought, our stitching and unstinting has been naught.
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A man who does not exist, A man who is but a dream.
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A mermaid found a swimming lad, Picked him for her own, Pressed her body to his body, Laughed; and plunging down Forgot in cruel happiness That even lovers drown.
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A pity beyond all telling is hid in the heart of love.
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A shudder in the loins engenders there The broken wall, the burning roof and tower And Agamemnon dead.
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A starlit or a moonlit dome disdains All that man is; All mere complexities, The fury and the mire of human veins.
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A woman can be proud and stiff When on love intent; But Love has pitched his mansion in The place of excrement; For nothing can be sole or whole That has not been rent.
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Accursed who brings to light of day the writings I have cast away.
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All changed, changed utterly: A terrible beauty is born.
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All empty souls tend to extreme opinion.
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All empty souls tend toward extreme opinions
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All shuffle there; all cough in ink; All wear the carpet with their shoes; All think what other people think; All know the man their neighbour knows, Lord, what would they say Did their Catullus walk that way?
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