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
In Imagination only we find a Human Faculty that touches nature at one side, and spirit on the other. Imagination may be described as that which is sent bringing spirit to nature, entering into nature, and seemingly losing its spirit, that nature being revealed as symbol may lose the power to delude.
That William BlakeWho beat upon the wallTill Truth obeyed his call.
Irish poets, learn your trade,Sing whatever is well made.
That is no country for old men. The youngIn one another's arms, birds in the trees --Those dying generations -- at their song.
I would mould a world of fire and dew.
May God be praised for womanThat gives up all her mind,A man may find in no mana friendship of her kind.
Poor men have grown to be rich men,And rich men grown to be poor again,And I am running to Paradise.
No expectation fails there,No pleasing habit ends,No man grows old, no girl grows cold,But friends walk by friends.
No expectation fails there, No pleasing habit ends, No man grows old, no girl grows cold, But friends walk by friends.
Think where mans glory most begins and ends, and say my glory was I had such friends.
I'd as soon listen to dried peas in a bladder, as listen to your thoughts.
It is a hard thing to be married to a man of learning that must always be having arguments.
O love is the crooked thing,There is nobody wise enoughTo find out all that is in it.
A man who does not exist,A man who is but a dream.