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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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There midnight’s all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow, And evening full of the linnet’s wings.
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Appearance Beautiful Day Glow Season Wings
It is so many years before one can believe enough in what one feels even to know what the feeling is.
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Believe Enough Feeling Oneself Time
Things fall apart; the center cannot hold.
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Break Center Hold
What can be explained is not poetry.
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Explanation One Liner Poetry
The winds that awakened the stars Are blowing through my blood.
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Alive Awake Blood Blow Myself Nature Space Stars Wind
Rose of all Roses, Rose of all the World! You, too, have come where the dim tides are hurled. Upon the wharves of sorrow, and heard ring The bell that calls us on; the sweet far thing.
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Nature Rose Sweet Time World Yourself
Wine enters through the mouth, Love, the eyes. I raise the glass to my mouth, I look at you, I sigh.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

Eyes Love Myself Romance See Wine Yourself
The only business of the head in the world is to bow a ceaseless obeisance to the heart.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

Business Head Heart World
Beloved, let your eyes half close, and your heart beat Over my heart, and your hair fall over my breast, Drowning love’s lonely hour in deep twilight of rest.
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Eyes Fall Hairs Heart Lonely Love Rest
Neither Christ nor Buddha nor Socrates wrote a book, for to do so is to exchange life for a logical process.
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Book exchange Life Logic Process Writing
Hammer your thoughts into unity.
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Build Inspirational Reality Unity Yourself
Ecstasy is from the contemplation of things vaster than the individual and imperfectly seen perhaps, by all those that still live.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

Ecstasy Happiness Imperfection Live
The visible world is no longer a reality and the unseen world no longer a dream.
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Dreams Reality Visible World
One man loved the pilgrim soul in you, And loved the sorrows of your changing face.
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Change Face Love Man Soul Yourself
An intellectual hate is the worst.
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Hate Intellectual One Liner Worst
Man is in love and loves what vanishes, What more is there to say?
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Disappear Love Man

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