William Butler Yeats
William Butler Yeats
William Butler Yeatswas an Irish poet and one of the foremost figures of 20th-century literature. A pillar of both the Irish and British literary establishments, in his later years he served as an Irish Senator for two terms. Yeats was a driving force behind the Irish Literary Revival and, along with Lady Gregory, Edward Martyn, and others, founded the Abbey Theatre, where he served as its chief during its early years. In 1923, he was awarded the Nobel Prize in...
NationalityIrish
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth13 June 1865
CitySandymount, Ireland
CountryIreland
Much did I rage when young, Being by the world oppressed, But now with flattering tongue It speeds the parting guest.
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.
Is it not certain that the Creator yawns in earthquake and thunder and other popular displays, but toils in rounding the delicate spiral of a shell? -Yeats, The Trembling of the Veil
What can be shown? What true love be? All could be known or shown If Time were but gone.
The common breeds the common, A lout begets a lout, So when I take on half a score I knock their heads about.
Education is not filling
What the world's million lips are searching for, must be substantial somewhere.
Maybe the bride-bed brings despair, For each an imagined image brings And finds a real image there....
My chair was nearest to the fire In every company That talked of love or politics, Ere Time transfigured me.
Farewell - farewell, For I am weary of the weight of time.
Neither Christ nor Buddha nor Socrates wrote a book, for to do so is to exchange life for a logical process.
Cuchulain stirred, Stared on the horses of the sea, and heard The cars of battle and his own name cried; And fought with the invulnerable tide.
What is literature but the expression of moods by the vehicle of symbol and incident?