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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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Only that which does not teach, which does not cry out, which does not condescend, which does not explain, is irresistible.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

Cry Explanation Teaching
The winds that awakened the stars Are blowing through my blood.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

Alive Awake Blood Blow Myself Nature Space Stars Wind
God guard me from those thoughts men think In the mind alone.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

Alone God Guard Mindset Myself Protection Thinking
Everything in nature is resurrection.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

Nature One Liner World
If what I say resonates with you, it’s merely because we’re branches of the same tree.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

Connection Myself Relatable Tree Yourself
Take, if you must, this little bag of dreams, Unloose the cord, and they will wrap you round.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

Dreams Round Yourself
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.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

Heart Rose Time
only an aching heart Conceives a changeless work of art.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

Art Change Heart Work
Joy is of the will which labours, which overcomes obstacles, which knows triumph.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

Joy Labor Obstacle Success
But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

Dreams Feet Myself Poor
Think where man’s glory most begins and ends, and say my glory was I had such friends.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

Beginning Friendship Glory Man Myself Thinking
One should say before sleeping: I have lived many lives. I have been a slave and a prince. Many a beloved has sat upon my knee and I have sat upon the knees of many a beloved. Everything that has been shall be again.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

King Life Live Slave Sleep Soul Spiritual
Sometimes my feet are tired and my hands are quiet, but there is no quiet in my heart.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

Hands Heart Myself Quiet
Everything exists, everything is true and the earth is just a bit of dust beneath our feet.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

Earth Existence Feet Ourselves True
Life is a long preparation for something that never happens.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

Death Life Preparation Spiritual
And a softness came from the starlight and filled me full to the bone.
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Bone Myself Nature Soft Space Stars

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