By William Butler Yeats The trees are in their autumn beauty,The woodland paths are dry,Under the October twilight the waterMirrors a still sky;Upon the brimming …
William Butler Yeats
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The Lake Isle Of Innisfree
By William Butler Yeats I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made;Nine bean-rows …
The Second Coming
By William Butler Yeats Turning and turning in the widening gyreThe falcon cannot hear the falconer;Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;Mere anarchy is loosed …
A Prayer For My Daughter
By William Butler Yeats Once more the storm is howling, and half hidUnder this cradle-hood and coverlidMy child sleeps on. There is no obstacleBut Gregory’s …