Quotes by William Butler Yeats

Odour of blood on the ancestral stair!And we that have shed none must gather there And clamour in drunken frenzy for the moon. ...

William Butler Yeats violence blood moon

We who are old, old and gay,O so old!Thousands of years, thousands of years,If all were told: ...

William Butler Yeats fairies Irish legend

But now wind drops, dust settles; thereuponThere lurches past, his great eyes without thought Under the shadow of stupid straw-pale locks,Th ...

William Butler Yeats fairies inhumanity twentieth century

Bodies of holy men and women exudeMiraculous oil, odour of violet. But under heavy loads of trampled clayLie bodies of the vampires full of ...

William Butler Yeats violence truth blood

All perform their tragic play,There struts Hamlet, there is Lear,That's Ophelia, that Cordelia; ...

William Butler Yeats performance tragedy

We were the last romantics--chose for themeTraditional sanctity and loveliness; ...

William Butler Yeats nostalgia romanticism past the

Imagining that I couldA greater with a lesser pang assuage Or but to find if withered vein ran blood,I tore my body that its wine might cove ...

William Butler Yeats blood lovers

The host is rushing 'twixt night and day,And where is there hope or deed as fair? Caoilte tossing his burning hair,And Niamh calling Away, c ...

William Butler Yeats fairies ideal longing

And what if my descendants lose the flowerThrough natural declension of the soul, Through too much business with the passing hour,Through to ...

William Butler Yeats descendants genetics bloodlines

When have I last looked onThe round green eyes and the long wavering bodies Of the dark leopards of the moon?All the wild witches, those mos ...

William Butler Yeats Romanticism disillusionment dejection

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