It's certain there are trout somewhere - And maybe I shall take a trout - but I do not seem to care. William Butler Yeats More Quotes by William Butler Yeats More Quotes From William Butler Yeats I'm looking for the face I had, before the world was made. William Butler Yeats madefacesworld What can books of men that wive William Butler Yeats hopelifeart Earth in beauty dressed William Butler Yeats lossspringlying Out of Ireland have we come, great hatred, little room, maimed us at the start. I carry from my mother's womb a fanatic heart. William Butler Yeats hatredmotherheart What shall I do for pretty girls Now my old bawd is dead? William Butler Yeats pretty-girlgirldeath I have known more men destroyed by the desire to have wife and child and to keep them in comfort than I have seen destroyed by drink and harlots. William Butler Yeats wifemenchildren All the wild-witches, those most notable ladies For all their broom-sticks and their tears, Their angry tears, are gone. William Butler Yeats tearssticksgone Even the wisest man grows tense William Butler Yeats fatewisdomart We are no petty people. We are one of the great stocks of Burke; we are the people of Swift, the people of Emmet, the people of Parnell. We have created most of the modern literature of this country. We have created the best of its political intelligence. William Butler Yeats politicalcountrypeople Come away, O human child: To the waters and the wild with a fairy, hand in hand, For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand. William Butler Yeats waterchildrenhands Only God, my dear, Could love you for yourself alone And not your yellow hair. William Butler Yeats hairyellowlove Talent perceives differences; genius, unity. William Butler Yeats unitydifferencesgenius I had a chair at every hearth, William Butler Yeats agemaylooks I always think a great speaker convinces us not by force of reasoning, but because he is visibly enjoying the beliefs he wants us to accept. William Butler Yeats convince-uswantthinking Was it for this the wild geese spread The gray wing upon every tide; For this that all that blood was shed, For this. Edward Fitzgerald died, And Robert Emmet and Wolfe Tone, All that delirium of the brave? Romantic Ireland's dead and gone, It's with O'Leary in the grave. William Butler Yeats braverywingsblood God guard me from those thoughts men think In the mind alone. William Butler Yeats mindmenthinking A statesman is an easy man, he tells his lies by rote. William Butler Yeats drinkinghomelying Mock mockers after that That would not lift a hand maybe To help good, wise or great To bar that foul storm out, for we Traffic in mockery. William Butler Yeats stormwisehands Everything exists, everything is true and the earth is just a bit of dust beneath our feet. William Butler Yeats dustearthfeet O heart the winds have shaken, the unappeasable host William Butler Yeats motherheartwind
