Maxioms by William Butler Yeats
But I, being poor, have only my dreams. I have spread my dreams under your feet; tread softly, because you read more
But I, being poor, have only my dreams. I have spread my dreams under your feet; tread softly, because you tread on my dreams.
I am still of opinion that only two topics can be of the least
interest to a serious and read more
I am still of opinion that only two topics can be of the least
interest to a serious and studious mood--sex and the dead.
Think where man's glory most begins and ends, And say my glory was I had such friends.
Think where man's glory most begins and ends, And say my glory was I had such friends.
Out of our quarrels with others we make rhetoric. Out of our quarrels with ourselves we make poetry.
Out of our quarrels with others we make rhetoric. Out of our quarrels with ourselves we make poetry.
Things fall apart; the center cannot hold; Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world, The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and read more
Things fall apart; the center cannot hold; Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world, The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere The ceremony of innocence is drowned; The best lack all conviction, while the worst Are full of passionate intensity
