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It is love that I am seeking for, But of a beautiful, unheard-of kind That is not in the world.

William Butler Yeats

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It seems to me that love, if it is fine, is essentially a discipline.
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Discipline Love Myself Perspective
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
From our birthday, until we die, Is but the winking of an eye.
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Love is created and preserved by intellectual analysis, for we love only that which is unique, and it belongs to contemplation, not to action, for we would not change that which we love.
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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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Life is a long preparation for something that never happens.
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What can be explained is not poetry.
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Explanation One Liner Poetry
We are closed in, and the key is turned / On our uncertainty.
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Close Key Uncertain
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
The only business of the head in the world is to bow a ceaseless obeisance to the heart.
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Business Head Heart World
Everything that’s lovely is But a brief, dreamy kind of delight.
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Brief Delight Dreams Kind Love
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
Though leaves are many, the root is one; Through all the lying days of my youth I swayed my leaves and flowers in the sun Now I may wither into the truth.
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Day Leaves Lying Myself Root Truth Youth
The tragedy of sexual intercourse is the perpetual virginity of the soul.
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Sex Soul Tragedy Virgin
The worst thing about some men is that when they are not drunk they are sober.
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God guard me from those thoughts men think In the mind alone.
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Alone God Guard Mindset Myself Protection Thinking

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