TURNING and turning in the widening gyre The falcon cannot hear the falconer; Things fall apart; t
WHEN you are old and grey and full of sleep, And nodding by the fire, take down this book, And slo
I admit the briar Entangled in my hair Did not injure me; My blenching and trembling, Nothing bu
I MADE my song a coat Covered with embroideries Out of old mythologies From heel to throat; But
OTHERS because you did not keep That deep-sworn vow have been friends of mine; Yet always when I l
Like the moon her kindness is, If kindness I may call What has no comprehension in't, But is the
SICKNESS brought me this Thought, in that scale of his: Why should I be dismayed Though flame had
I WILL arise and go now, and go to Innisfree, And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles ma
HAD I the heavens' embroidered cloths, Enwrought with golden and silver light, The blue and the di
ON thrones from China to Peru All sorts of kings have sat That men and women of all sorts proclai
We sat under an old thorn-tree And talked away the night, Told all that had been said or done Sin
I DREAMED that one had died in a strange place Near no accustomed hand, And they had nailed the bo
I have pointed out the yelling pack, The hare leap to the wood, And when I pass a compliment Rejo
A crazy man that found a cup, When all but dead of thirst, Hardly dared to wet his mouth Imaginin
i{My Soul} I summon to the winding ancient stair; Set all your mind upon the steep ascent, Upon th
I have old women's secrets now That had those of the young; Madge tells me what I dared not think
COME swish around, my pretty punk, And keep me dancing still That I may stay a sober man Although
We should be hidden from their eyes, Being but holy shows And bodies broken like a thorn Whereon
Laughter not time destroyed my voice And put that crack in it, And when the moon's pot-bellied I
Male Fairies: Do not fear us, earthly maid! We will lead you hand in hand By the willows in the gl
Though nurtured like the sailing moon In beauty's murderous brood, She walked awhile and blushed a
I First Love THOUGH nurtured like the sailing moon In beauty's murderous brood, She walked awh
The deck of an ancient ship. At the right of the stage is the mast, with a large square sail hiding
THE moments passed as at a play; I had the wisdom love brings forth; I had my share of mother-wit,
O bid me mount and sail up there Amid the cloudy wrack, For peg and Meg and Paris' love That had
i{Sung by the people of Faery over Diarmuid and Grania,} i{in their bridal sleep under a Cromlech.}
A mermaid found a swimming lad, Picked him for her own, Pressed her body to his body, Laughed; an
THE angels are stooping Above your bed; They weary of trooping With the whimpering dead. God's l
Endure what life God gives and ask no longer span; Cease to remember the delights of youth, travel-