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All dreams of the soul End in a beautiful man's or woman's body.

All dreams of the soul End in a beautiful man's or woman's body.

William Butler Yeats
Beauty, Beautiful, Dream
William Butler Yeats (2001). “The Major Works”, p.76

I heard the old, old, men say 'all that's beautiful drifts away, like the waters.'

William Butler Yeats
Beauty, Beautiful, Men
William Butler Yeats (1997). “The Collected Works of W. B. Yeats: Volume I: The Poems, 2nd Edition”, p.80, Simon and Schuster

For such, Being made beautiful overmuch, Consider beauty a sufficient end, Lose natural kindness and maybe The heart-revealing intimacy That chooses right, and never find a friend.

William Butler Yeats
Beauty, Beautiful, Kindness
William Butler Yeats, “A Prayer For My Daughter”

Who dreamed that beauty passes like a dream?

William Butler Yeats
Beauty, Dream
William Butler Yeats (2000). “The Collected Poems of W. B. Yeats”, p.28, Wordsworth Editions

And when you sigh from kiss to kiss I hear white Beauty sighing, too, For hours when all must fade like dew.

William Butler Yeats
Beauty, Kissing, White
William Butler Yeats (2000). “The Collected Poems of W. B. Yeats”, p.50, Wordsworth Editions

Tis the eternal law, That first in beauty should be first in might.

William Butler Yeats
Beauty, Law, Might

But bear in mind your lover's wage Is what your looking-glass can show, And that he will turn green with rage At all that is not pictured there.

William Butler Yeats
Beauty, Jealousy, Glasses
William Butler Yeats (2001). “The Major Works”, p.82

O cloud-pale eyelids, dream-dimmed eyes, The poets labouring all their days To build a perfect beauty in rhyme Are overthrown by a woman's gaze.

William Butler Yeats
Beauty, Dream, Women
William Butler Yeats (2000). “The Collected Poems of W. B. Yeats”, p.54, Wordsworth Editions

Some moralist or mythological poet Compares the solitary soul to a swan; I am satisfied with that, Satisfied if a troubled mirror show it, Before that brief gleam of its life be gone.

William Butler Yeats
Beauty, Swans, Mirrors
William Butler Yeats (2000). “The Collected Poems of W. B. Yeats”, p.177, Wordsworth Editions

If Michael, leader of God's host When Heaven and Hell are met, Looked down on you from Heaven's door-post He would his deeds forget.

William Butler Yeats
Beauty, Doors, Leader
William Butler Yeats (2001). “The Major Works”, p.18

And God would bid His warfare cease, Saying all things were well; And softly make a rosy peace, A peace of Heaven with Hell.

William Butler Yeats
Beauty, God, Heaven
William Butler Yeats (2013). “Early Poems”, p.26, Courier Corporation

He only can create the greatest imaginable beauty who has endured all imaginable pangs, for only when we have seen and foreseen what we dread shall we be rewarded by that dazzling unforeseen wing-footed wanderer.

William Butler Yeats
Beauty, Wings, Dread
William Butler Yeats (1998). “Mythologies”, p.332, Simon and Schuster

Because of something told under the famished horn Of the hunter's moon, that hung between the night and the day, To dream of women whose beauty was folded in dismay, Even in an old story, is a burden not to be borne.

William Butler Yeats
Beauty, Dream, Women
William Butler Yeats (1931). “Later Poems”, p.33, Library of Alexandria

Who dreamed that beauty passes like a dream? For these red lips, with all their mournful pride, Mournful that no new wonder may betide, Troy passed away in one high funeral gleam, And Usna's children died.

William Butler Yeats
Beauty, Dream, Children
William Butler Yeats (2000). “The Collected Poems of W. B. Yeats”, p.28, Wordsworth Editions

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