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
A starlit or a moonlit dome disdainsAll that man is;All mere complexities,The fury and the mire of human veins.
Man can embody truth but he cannot know it. The intellect of man is forced to choose perfection of the life, or of the work, and if it take the second must refuse a heavenly mansion, raging in the dark.
Man can embody truth bet he cannot know it.
I am content to live it all againAnd yet again, if it be life to pitchInto the frog-spawn of a blind man's ditch,A blind man battering blind men.
I have believed the best of every man. And find that to believe it is enough to make a bad man show him at his best, or even a good man swing his lantern higher.
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.
May God be praised for womanThat gives up all her mind,A man may find in no mana friendship of her kind.
It is a hard thing to be married to a man of learning that must always be having arguments.
A man who does not exist,A man who is but a dream.
The years like great black oxen tread the world, and God the herdsman treads them on behind, and I am broken by their passing feet.
A woman can be proud and stiffWhen on love intent;But Love has pitched his mansion inThe place of excrement;For nothing can be sole or wholeThat has not been rent.
Nor dread nor hope attendA dying animal;A man awaits his endDreading and hoping all.
Think where mans glory most begins and ends, and say my glory was I had such friends.