Great Throughts Treasury

A database of quotes

William Butler Yeats

Irish Poet, Playwright

"And loved your beauty with love false or true."

"And many a poor man that has roved Loved and thought himself beloved from a glad kindness cannot take his eyes."

"And now but gape at the sun."

"And my own tale again for me shall sing."

"And now he is singing a bard's curse upon you, O brother abbot, and upon your father and your mother, and your grandfather and your grandmother, and upon all your relations.' Is he cursing in rhyme?' He is cursing in rhyme, and with two assonances in every line of his curse.'"

"And nodding by the fire, take down this book."

"And my own whispering words be comforting."

"And of the embattled flaming multitude."

"And of the wayward twilight companies."

"And on my leaning shoulder she laid her snow-white hand. She bid me take life easy, as the grass grows on the weirs; but I was young and foolish, and now am full of tears."

"And over is their antique joy."

"And pluck till time and times are done the silver apples of the moon the golden apples of the sun."

"And pondered on the glory of his days."

"And paced upon the mountains overhead."

"And planned to bring the world under rule."

"And raising arms all raddled with the dye."

"And proud as Priam murdered with his peers."

"And river and stream work out their will."

"And rules the shadows of the wood."

"And said, ?I am that swineherd whom you bid.?"

"And she, to win him, his grey hair caressed."

"And say my glory was I had such friends."

"And seemed the greatness of the world in tears."

"And softness came from the starlight and filled me full to the bone."

"And slowly read, and dream of the soft look."

"And the white breast of the dim sea."

"And the white hush end all but the loud beat."

"And talked of the dark folk who live in souls."

"And still I dream he treads the lawn."

"And then arise, and raving slay us all."

"And then the man whom Sorrow named his friend."

"And they thy comforters will be."

"And through that new blade?s guard the old blade broke."

"And thought, I will my heavy story tell."

"And time and the world are ever in flight."

"And to its lips thy story tell."

"And toiled so hard and late."

"And when white moths were on the wing and moth-like stars were flickering out."

"And tumble out your hair."

"And what if excess of love."

"And with the clashing of their sword-blades make."

"And what rough beast, its hour come round at last, slouches toward Bethlehem to be born?"

"And words obey my call."

"Apartment I had in full of bees clearing. I find peace wherever buzz of crickets singing, calm with morning fog slowly drained at the end; North there is always shines, glitters noon heat, A purple twilight is full of wings greenfinches. I will rise now to go, because I hear the voice wave, though splash. When licks shore, barely seeping into silence; roadway under the foot pavement, pavement or asphalt highways, I hear it day and night, at the heart of it I hear."

"Are gone away, and some that stay."

"Are bowed in sorrow under pendulous lids."

"And, like a storm, cry the Ineffable Name."

"Are love, and a continual farewell."

"Appear and disappear in the blue depths of the sky."

"Any fool can fight a winning battle, but it needs character to fight a losing one, and that should inspire us; which reminds me that I dreamed the other night that I was being hanged, but was the life and soul of the party."