by William Butler Yeats
A very old man, whose face was almost as fleshless as the foot of a bird, sat meditating upon the rocky shore of the flat and hazel- covered isle which fills the widest part of the … Read the rest
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The Old Men Of The Twilight
by William Butler Yeats
At the place, close to the Dead Man’s Point, at the Rosses, where the disused pilot-house looks out to sea through two round windows like eyes, a mud cottage stood in the last century. It also … Read the rest
The Twisting Of The Rope
by William Butler Yeats
Hanrahan was walking the roads one time near Kinvara at the fall of day, and he heard the sound of a fiddle from a house a little way off the roadside. He turned up the path … Read the rest
The Wisdom Of The King
by William Butler Yeats
The High-Queen of the Island of Woods had died in childbirth, and her child was put to nurse with a woman who lived in a hut of mud and wicker, within the border of the wood. … Read the rest
Where There Is Nothing There Is God
by William Butler Yeats
The little wicker houses at Tullagh, where the Brothers were accustomed to pray, or bend over many handicrafts, when twilight had driven them from the fields, were empty, for the hardness of the winter had brought … Read the rest
Out Of The Rose
by William Butler Yeats
One winter evening an old knight in rusted chain-armour rode slowly along the woody southern slope of Ben Bulben, watching the sun go down in crimson clouds over the sea. His horse was tired, as after … Read the rest
Red Hanrahan
by William Butler Yeats
Hanrahan, the hedge schoolmaster, a tall, strong, red-haired young man, came into the barn where some of the men of the village were sitting on Samhain Eve. It had been a dwelling-house, and when the man … Read the rest
Red Hanrahan’s Curse
by William Butler Yeats
One fine May morning a long time after Hanrahan had left Margaret Rooney’s house, he was walking the road near Collooney, and the sound of the birds singing in the bushes that were white with blossom … Read the rest
Rosa Alchemica
by William Butler Yeats
O blessed and happy he, who knowing the mysteries of the gods, sanctifies his life, and purifies his soul, celebrating orgies in the mountains with holy purifications.–_Euripides._
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It is now more than ten years since … Read the rest
The Crucifixion Of The Outcast
by William Butler Yeats
A man, with thin brown hair and a pale face, half ran, half walked, along the road that wound from the south to the town of Sligo. Many called him Cumhal, the son of Cormac, and … Read the rest