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And a softness came from the starlight and filled me full to the bone.

William Butler Yeats

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But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
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Dreams Feet Myself Poor
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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Life is a long preparation for something that never happens.
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The innocent and the beautiful have no enemy but time.
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One man loved the pilgrim soul in you, And loved the sorrows of your changing face.
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From our birthday, until we die, Is but the winking of an eye.
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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
Any fool can fight a winning battle, but it needs character to fight a losing one, and that should inspire us; which reminds me that I dreamed the other night that I was being hanged, but was the life and soul of the party.
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I broke my heart in two So hard I struck. What matter? for I know That out of rock, Out of a desolate source, Love leaps upon its course.
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Break Course Hard Heart Love
All dreams of the soul End in a beautiful man’s or woman’s body.
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Beautiful Body Dreams End Man Soul Woman
The mystical life is the centre of all that I do and all that I think and all that I write. I have always considered myself a voice of what I believe to be a greater renaissance – the revolt of the soul against the intellect.
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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.
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What man does not understand, he fears; and what he fears, he tends to destroy.
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Destroy Fear Himself Man Understand
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
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
We are closed in, and the key is turned / On our uncertainty.
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