The Player Queen by W. B. Yeats (Song from an Unfinished Play) My mother dandled me and sang, ‘How young it is, how young!’ And made a golden cradle That on a willow swung.
He Mourns for the Change that Has Come Upon Him and His Beloved, and Longs for the End of the World by W. B. Yeats DO you not hear me calling, white I have been changed to a hound wit I have been in the Path of Stones For somebody hid hatred and hope a Under my feet that they follow you 1
The Shadowy Waters by W. B. Yeats I walked among the seven woods of Shan-walla, where a willow-hordere Gathers the wild duck from the win Shady Kyle-dortha; sunnier Kyle-n Where many hundred squirrels are a
The Two Kings by W. B. Yeats KING EOCHAID came at sundown Westward of Tara. Hurrying to hi He had outridden his war-wasted me That with empounded cattle trod th And where beech-trees had mixed a
A Last Confession by W. B. Yeats What lively lad most pleasured me Of all that with me lay? I answer that I gave my soul And loved in misery, But had great pleasure with a lad
Stream and Sun at Glendalough by W. B. Yeats THROUGH intricate motions ran Stream and gliding sun And all my heart seemed gay: Some stupid thing that I had done Made my attention stray.
Under the Moon by W. B. Yeats I HAVE no happiness in dreaming Nor Avalon the grass-green hollow Where one found Lancelot crazed a Nor Uladh, when Naoise had thrown Nor lands that seem too dim to be
Crazy Jane and Jack the Journeyman by W. B. Yeats I know, although when looks meet I tremble to the bone, The more I leave the door unlatch The sooner love is gone, For love is but a skein unwound
The Curse of Cromwell by W. B. Yeats YOU ask what—I have found, and f Nothing but Cromwell’s house and The lovers and the dancers are bea And the tall men and the swordsmen And there is an old beggar wanderi
The New Faces by W. B. Yeats IF you, that have grown old, were Neither catalpa tree nor scented l Should hear my living feet, nor wo Where we wrought that shall break Let the new faces play what tricks