William Butler Yeats

William Butler Yeats (13 June 1865 – 28 January 1939-01-28) was an Irish poet, dramatist and mystic. He was awarded the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1923. He compiled the Oxford Book of Modern Verse.
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I would mould a world of fire and dew.

William Butler Yeats

TOIL and grow rich, what's that but to lie with a foul witch and after, drained dry, to be brought to the chamber where lies one long sought with despair.

William Butler Yeats

Mysticism has been in the past and probably ever will be one of the great powers of the world and it is bad scholarship to pretend the contrary. You may argue against it but you should no more treat it with disrespect than a perfectly cultivated writer would treat (say) the Catholic Church or the Church of Luther no matter how much he disliked them.

William Butler Yeats

O what fine thought we had because we thought that the worst rogues and rascals had died out.

William Butler Yeats

Words are always getting conventionalized to some secondary meaning. It is one of the works of poetry to take the truants in custody and bring them back to their right senses.

William Butler Yeats

We make out of the quarrel with others, rhetoric, but of the quarrel with ourselves, poetry.

William Butler Yeats

Come away, O human child: To the waters and the wild with a fairy, hand in hand, For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand.

William Butler Yeats

One had a lovely face, and two or three had charm, but charm and face were in vain. Because the mountain grass cannot keep the form where the mountain hare has lain.

William Butler Yeats

Nothing but sweetness can remain when hearts are full of their own sweetness.

William Butler Yeats

Come Fairies, take me out of this dull world, for I would ride with you upon the wind and dance upon the mountains like a flame!

William Butler Yeats

In wise love each defines the secret self of the other, and refusing to believe in the mere daily self, creates a mirror where the lover or the beloved sees an image to copy in daily life; for love also creates the Mask.

William Butler Yeats

I at midnight by the clock may creep into your bed.

William Butler Yeats

Think where man's glory most begins and ends, and say my glory was I had such friends.

William Butler Yeats

How far away the stars seem, and how far is our first kiss, and ah, how old my heart.

William Butler Yeats

Take, if you must, this little bag of dreams, Unloose the cord, and they will wrap you round.

William Butler Yeats

You know what the Englishman's idea of compromise is? He says, Some people say there is a God. Some people say there is no God. The truth probably lies somewhere between these two statements.

William Butler Yeats

Accursed who brings to light of day the writings I have cast away.

William Butler Yeats

Do not wait to strike till the iron is hot; but make it hot by striking.

William Butler Yeats

Books are but waste paper unless we spend in action the wisdom we get from thought - asleep. When we are weary of the living, we may repair to the dead, who have nothing of peevishness, pride, or design in their conversation.

William Butler Yeats

Too long a sacrifice can make a stone of the heart. O when may it suffice?

William Butler Yeats

I have known more men destroyed by the desire to have wife and child and to keep them in comfort than I have seen destroyed by drink and harlots.

William Butler Yeats

Irish poets, learn your trade, sing whatever is well made, scorn the sort now growing up all out of shape from toe to top.

William Butler Yeats

If suffering brings wisdom, I would wish to be less wise.

William Butler Yeats

The years like great black oxen tread the world,And God, the herdsman goads them on behind,And I am broken by their passing feet.

William Butler Yeats

And say my glory was I had such friends.

William Butler Yeats
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