When you are old and grey and full of sleep And nodding by the fire, take down this book, And slowly read, and dream of the soft look Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep
— The Collected Poems of W.B. Yeats
When you are old and grey and full of sleep And nodding by the fire, take down this book, And slowly read, and dream of the soft look Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep
— The Collected Poems of W.B. Yeats
No man can reveal to you aught but that which already lies half asleep in the dawning of your knowledge.
— The Prophet
We the mortals touch the metals, the wind, the ocean shores, the stones, knowing they will go on, inert or burning, and I was discovering, naming all the these things: it was my destiny to love and say goodbye.
— Still Another Day
Henceforth an individual solace dear; Part of my Soul I seek thee, and thee claim My other half: with that thy gentle hand Seisd mine, I yielded, and from that time see How beauty is excelld by manly grace.
— Paradise Lost
I spit into the face of Time That has transfigured me.
— The Rose
It was at that agethat poetry came in search of me.
— Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair
How far away the stars seem, and how far / Is our first kiss, and ah, how old my heart!
— The Collected Poems of W.B. Yeats