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Easter, 1916 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…

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“Tread softly because you tread on my dreams,” 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…

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Written in 1889, at the age of 23 years, while living in London. See other Yeats related posts at end of page. The Lake Isle of Innisfree I will arise and go now, and…

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William Butler Yeats There are no strangers here; Only friends you haven’t yet met. Do not wait to strike till the iron is hot; but make it hot by striking. Being Irish, he had…

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By Russell Shortt William Butler Yeats was born in Dublin in 1865, the son of a well-known painter, John Butler Yeats. Yeats spent his childhood between Dublin, Sligo and London. Although born into the…