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William Butler Yeats Quotes - Page 11

Eyes spiritualised by death can judge, I cannot, but I am not content.

William Butler Yeats (1962). “Poems of William Butler Yeats”, p.54, Hayes Barton Press

And God stands winding His lonely horn, And time and the world are ever in flight.

William Butler Yeats (2010). “The Collected Works of W.B. Yeats Vol X: Later Article: Uncollected Articles, Reviews, and Radio Broadcasts Written After 1900”, p.211, Simon and Schuster

Nor bird nor beast Could make me wish for anything this day, Being old, but that the old alone might die, And that would be against God's Providence.

William Butler Yeats (2010). “The Collected Works of W.B. Yeats Volume I: The Poems: Revised Second Edition”, p.142, Simon and Schuster

I thought it out this very day, Noon upon the clock, A man may put pretence away Who leans upon a stick, May sing, and sing until he drop, Whether to maid or hag.

William Butler Yeats (1997). “The Collected Works of W. B. Yeats: Volume I: The Poems, 2nd Edition”, p.271, Simon and Schuster

My wretched dragon is perplexed.

William Butler Yeats (2000). “The Collected Poems of W. B. Yeats”, p.148, Wordsworth Editions

Though pedantry denies, It's plain the Bible means That Solomon grew wise While talking with his queens.

William Butler Yeats (1931). “Later Poems”, p.110, Library of Alexandria

Time can but make it easier to be wise / Though now it seems impossible, and so / All that you need is patience.

William Butler Yeats (2010). “The Collected Works of W.B. Yeats Vol X: Later Article: Uncollected Articles, Reviews, and Radio Broadcasts Written After 1900”, p.169, Simon and Schuster

Before me floats an image, man or shade, / Shade more than man, more image than a shade.

William Butler Yeats (2000). “The Collected Poems of W. B. Yeats”, p.210, Wordsworth Editions

When we have blamed the wind we can blame love.

William Butler Yeats (1931). “Later Poems”, p.30, Library of Alexandria

I hear it in the deep heart's core.

"The Lake Isle of Innisfree" l. 10 (1893)

Our words must seem to be inevitable.

William Butler Yeats (1954). “Letters”

We only believe in those thoughts which have been conceived not in the brain but in the whole body.

William Butler Yeats, Richard J. Finneran, George Bornstein (2007). “The Collected Works of W.B. Yeats Volume IV: Early Essays”, p.173, Simon and Schuster