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Há 2 dias · He Wishes For The Cloths Of Heaven. Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths, Enwrought with golden and silver light, The blue and the dim and the dark cloths. Of night and light and the half-light, I would spread the cloths under your feet: But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet;
4 de mai. de 2024 · WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS free books for your kindle, tablet, IPAD, PC or mobile 30/11/2018 · – William Butler Yeats, January 1919 Biography: William Butler Yeats (1865-1939), Irish poet, dramatist and prose writer, one of the greatest English-language poets of the 20th century. Yeats received the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1923.
9 de mai. de 2024 · Richard Ellmann was an American literary critic and scholar, an expert on the life and works of James Joyce, William Butler Yeats, Oscar Wilde, and other modern British and Irish writers. Ellmann graduated from Yale University (Ph.D., 1947) and taught at Northwestern University, Evanston, Illinois,
Há 1 dia · The Secret Rose. Far-off, most secret, and inviolate Rose, Enfold me in my hour of hours; where those. Who sought thee in the Holy Sepulchre, Or in the wine-vat, dwell beyond the stir. And tumult of defeated dreams; and deep. Among pale eyelids, heavy with the sleep. Men have named beauty.
Há 6 dias · The best lack all conviction, while the worst. Are full of passionate intensity. Surely some revelation is at hand; Surely the Second Coming is at hand. The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out. When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi. Troubles my sight: somewhere in sands of the desert. A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
Há 3 dias · O Patrick, by your brazen bell, There was no limb of mine but fell. Into a desperate gulph of love! 'You only will I wed,' I cried, 'And I will make a thousand songs, And set your name all names above, And captives bound with leathern thongs. Shall kneel and praise you, one by one, At evening in my western dun.'.
Há 1 dia · The Witch. Toil and grow rich, What's that but to lie. With a foul witch. And after, drained dry, To be brought. To the chamber where. Lies one long sought. With despair?
