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…
“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…
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…
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…
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…