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97 Copy quote. What man does not understand, he fears; and what he fears, he tends to destroy. William Butler Yeats. Men, Doe. 96 Copy quote. Education is not the filling of a pail, but the lighting of a fire. William Butler Yeats. Inspirational, Motivational, Graduation. "Gov. Brown Uses State of the State Speech to Push Education Reforms" by ...
And all complexities of mire or blood. An agony of flame that cannot singe a sleeve. Spirit after spirit! The smithies break the flood, The golden smithies of the Emperor! That dolphin-torn, that gong-tormented sea. W. B. Yeats, “Byzantium” from The Poems of W. B. Yeats: A New Edition, edited by Richard J. Finneran.
The W.B. Yeats Foundation. The Yeats Foundation was established by Yeats scholar, producer and theater director James Flannery in 1989, the fiftieth anniversary of the poet’s death, in order to honor his enormous achievement as a man and artist and thereby gain a greater understanding and appreciation of the richness and diversity of Irish culture.
William Butler Yeats was an Irish poet and playwright who played a leading role in the Irish Literary Renaissance. His works often explore themes of mysticism, Irish mythology, and the supernatural. William Butler Yeats is regarded as one of the most important poets of the 20th century. Remarkably, in 1923, he won the Nobel Prize in Literature ...
A Dialogue of Self and Soul. By William Butler Yeats. I. My Soul. I summon to the winding ancient stair; Set all your mind upon the steep ascent, Upon the broken, crumbling battlement, Upon the breathless starlit air, Upon the star that marks the hidden pole;
Easter, 1916. By William Butler Yeats. I have met them at close of day. Coming with vivid faces. From counter or desk among grey. Eighteenth-century houses. I have passed with a nod of the head. Or polite meaningless words, Or have lingered awhile and said.
Nor is there singing school but studying. Monuments of its own magnificence; And therefore I have sailed the seas and come. To the holy city of Byzantium. III. O sages standing in God's holy fire. As in the gold mosaic of a wall, Come from the holy fire, perne in a gyre, And be the singing-masters of my soul.
