Maxioms by William Butler Yeats
Of our conflicts with others we make rhetoric; of our conflicts with ourselves we make poetry.
Of our conflicts with others we make rhetoric; of our conflicts with ourselves we make poetry.
The innocent and the beautiful Have no enemy but time
The innocent and the beautiful Have no enemy but time
The land of fairy, where nobody gets old and godly and grave, where nobody gets old and crafty and wise, read more
The land of fairy, where nobody gets old and godly and grave, where nobody gets old and crafty and wise, where nobody gets old and bitter of tongue.
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.
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.
