In tombs of gold and lapis lazuli
Bodies of holy men and women exude
Miraculous oil, odour of violet.
But under heavy loads of trampled clay
Lie bodies of the vampires full of blood;
Their shrouds are bloody and their lips are wet
("Oil and Blood")


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In dreams begin responsibility.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS
The only business of the head in the world is to bow a ceaseless obeisance to the heart.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS
Life is a long preparation for something that never happens.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS
In dreams begins responsibility.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS
Out of our quarrels with others we make rhetoric. Out of our quarrels with ourselves we make poetry...
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS
I am still of opinion that only two topics can be of the least interest to a serious and studious m...
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Too long a sacrifice can make a stone of the heart.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS
The problem with some people is that when they aren't drunk, they're sober.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS
Art bids us touch and taste and hear and see the world, and shrinks from what Blake calls mathematic...
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The land of fairy, where nobody gets old and godly and grave, where nobody gets old and crafty and w...
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Designs in connection with postage stamps and coinage may be described, I think, as the silent ambas...
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Accursed who brings to light of day the writings I have cast away.
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Come away, O human child: To the waters and the wild with a fairy, hand in hand, For the world's...
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The worst thing about some men is that when they are not drunk they are sober.
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The innocent and the beautiful have no enemy but time.
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Those that I fight I do not hate, those that I guard I do not love.
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Being Irish, he had an abiding sense of tragedy, which sustained him through temporary periods of jo...
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But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly becaus...
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS
One should not lose one's temper unless one is certain of getting more and more angry to the end...
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But was there ever dog that praised his fleas?
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We make out of the quarrel with others, rhetoric, but of the quarrel with ourselves, poetry.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS
Joy is of the will which labours, which overcomes obstacles, which knows triumph.
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Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS
When you are old and gray and full of sleep, and nodding by the fire, take down this book and slowly...
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS
The light of lights looks always on the motive, not the deed, the shadow of shadows on the deed alon...
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS
All empty souls tend toward extreme opinions.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS
Wine comes in at the mouth And love comes in at the eye; That's all we shall know for truth Befo...
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Talent perceives differences; genius, unity.
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
Come Fairies, take me out of this dull world, for I would ride with you upon the wind and dance upon...
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS
Think where man's glory most begins and ends, and say my glory was I had such friends.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS
Happiness is neither virtue nor pleasure nor this thing nor that but simply growth, We are happy whe...
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An aged man is but a paltry thing, a tattered coat upon a stick, unless soul clap its hands and sing...
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS
Education is not the filling of a pail, but the lighting of a fire.
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Do not wait to strike till the iron is hot; but make it hot by striking.
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There are no strangers here; Only friends you haven't yet met.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS
How can we know the dancer from the dance?
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Nor dread nor hope attend a dying animal; a man awaits his end dreading and hoping all.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS
I think you can leave the arts, superior or inferior, to the conscience of mankind.
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Take, if you must, this little bag of dreams, Unloose the cord, and they will wrap you round.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS
I have believed the best of every man. And find that to believe is enough to make a bad man show him...
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS
Of our conflicts with others we make rhetoric; of our conflicts with ourselves we make poetry.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS
Wine comes in at the mouth And love comes in at the eye; That's all we shall know for truth Before w...
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS
People who lean on logic and philosophy and rational exposition end by starving the best part of the...
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS
Too long a sacrifice/ Can make a stone of the heart. -William Butler Yeats.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS
Think where man's glory most begins and ends, And say my glory was I had such friends.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS
One should not lose one's temper unless one is certain of getting more and more angry to the end.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS
The intellect of man is forced to choose perfection of the life, or of the work, and if it take th...
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS
But I, being poor, have only my dreams. I have spread my dreams under your feet; tread softly, becau...
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS
You that would judge me, do not judge alone this book or that, come to this hallowed place where my ...
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS
Always when I see a man fond of praise I always think it is because he is an affectionate man cravin...
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Personality is born out of pain. It is the fire shut up in the flint. - Letters to His Son, W. B. ...
J. B. YEATS
Always when I see a man fond of praise I always think it is because he is an affectionate man cra...
J. B. YEATS
All empty sould tend toward extreme opinions.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS
We . . . are no petty people. We are one of the great stocks of Burke; we are the people of Swift,...
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS
The innocent and the beautiful Have no enemy but time
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS
And say my glory was I had such friends.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS
An aged man is but a paltry thing, a tattered coat upon a stick.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS
A pity beyond all telling is hid in the heart of love.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS
Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and ...
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS
Every conquering temptation represents a new fund of moral energy. Every trial endured and weathered...
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS
I call on those that call me son,Grandson, or great-grandson,On uncles, aunts, great-uncles or great...
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS
When two close kindred meetWhat better than call a dance?
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We were the last romantics -- chose for themeTraditional sanctity and loveliness.
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You know what the Englishman's idea of compromise is? He says, Some people say there is a God. S...
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Be secret and exult, Because of all things known That is most difficult.
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Out of Ireland have we come, great hatred, little room, maimed us at the start. I carry from my moth...
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