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And pluck till time and times are done the silver apples of the moon the golden apples of the sun.

William Butler Yeats

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And a softness came from the starlight and filled me full to the bone.
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Bone Myself Nature Soft Space Stars
I cast my heart into my rhymes, That you, in the dim coming times, May know how my heart went with them After the red-rose-bordered hem.
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Heart Rose Time
What man does not understand, he fears; and what he fears, he tends to destroy.
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Destroy Fear Himself Man Understand
It takes more courage to dig deep in the dark corners of your own soul and the back alleys of your society than it does for a soldier to fight on the battlefield.
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Battle Courage Darkness Fight Society Soldier Soul
Life is a long preparation for something that never happens.
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Death Life Preparation Spiritual
Only that which does not teach, which does not cry out, which does not condescend, which does not explain, is irresistible.
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Cry Explanation Teaching
If suffering brings wisdom, I would wish to be less wise.
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Myself Suffering Wisdom
A statesman is an easy man, he tells his lies by rote. A journalist invents his lies, and rams them down your throat. So stay at home and drink your beer and let the neighbors vote.
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Easy Home Invention Journalist Lying Man Stay Vote
Mysticism has been in the past and probably ever will be one of the great powers of the world and it is bad scholarship to pretend the contrary.
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Contrary Greatness Mystery Past Power Pretend World
It is love that I am seeking for, But of a beautiful, unheard-of kind That is not in the world.
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Beautiful Kind Love Myself Seek World
I heard the old, old, men say ‘all that’s beautiful drifts away, like the waters.’
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Beautiful Myself Old Water
Myself I must remake.
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Build Improvement Myself Transformation
The tragedy of sexual intercourse is the perpetual virginity of the soul.
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Sex Soul Tragedy Virgin
And I will find some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow, Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings.
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Morning Myself Peace Sing Slow
Choose your companions from the best; Who draws a bucket with the rest soon topples down the hill.
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Company Friendship Rest Yourself
From our birthday, until we die, Is but the winking of an eye.
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Born Death Eyes Life Short Time Wink

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