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Everything exists, everything is true and the earth is just a bit of dust beneath our feet.

William Butler Yeats

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Words are always getting conventionalized to some secondary meaning. It is one of the works of poetry to take the truants in custody and bring them back to their right senses.
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Meaning Poetry Right Word
Though leaves are many, the root is one.
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Connection Leaves Nature Oneself Root Spiritual Tree
Take, if you must, this little bag of dreams, Unloose the cord, and they will wrap you round.
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Dreams Round Yourself
An intellectual hate is the worst.
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Hate Intellectual One Liner Worst
Come Fairies, take me out of this dull world, for I would ride with you upon the wind and dance upon the mountains like a flame!
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Angel Dance Flame Mountain Ride World Yourself
We taste and feel and see the truth. We do not reason ourselves into it.
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Feeling Ourselves Reason Taste Truth
All men live in suffering I know as few can know, Whether they take the upper road Or stay content on the low.
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Live Low Man Satisfaction Stay Suffering
And pluck till time and times are done the silver apples of the moon the golden apples of the sun.
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Gold Silver Sun Time
The visible world is no longer a reality and the unseen world no longer a dream.
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Dreams Reality Visible World
When two close kindred meet, What better than call a dance?
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Better Call Connection Dance Togetherness
Myself I must remake.
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Build Improvement Myself Transformation
Ecstasy is from the contemplation of things vaster than the individual and imperfectly seen perhaps, by all those that still live.
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Ecstasy Happiness Imperfection Live
Sometimes my feet are tired and my hands are quiet, but there is no quiet in my heart.
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Hands Heart Myself Quiet
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
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
Everything exists, everything is true and the earth is just a bit of dust beneath our feet.
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Earth Existence Feet Ourselves True

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