William Butler Yeats Quotes About Moon

Quotes about: Moon

• And pluck till time and times are done the silver apples of the moon the golden apples of the sun.

  William Butler Yeats

  Valentines Day, Time, Moon

  "The Song of Wandering Aengus" l. 19 (1899)

• Though I am old with wandering Through hollow lands and hilly lands, I will find out where she has gone, And kiss her lips and take her hands; And walk among long dappled grass, And pluck till time and times are done The silver apples of the moon, The golden apples of the sun.

  William Butler Yeats

  Kissing, Moon, Hands

  "The Song of Wandering Aengus" l. 19 (1899)

• Where the wave of moonlight glosses The dim gray sands with light, Far off by furthest Rosses We foot it all the night, Weaving olden dances, Mingling hands and mingling glances Till the moon has taken flight; To and fro we leap And chase the frothy bubbles, While the world is full of troubles And is anxious in its sleep. . . .

  William Butler Yeats

  Taken, Sleep, Moon

  William Butler Yeats (2016). “The Collected Works in Verse and Prose of William Butler Yeats”, p.57, William Butler Yeats

• Come, heart, where hill is heaped upon hill:
  For there the mystical brotherhood
  Of sun and moon and hollow and wood
  And river and stream work out their will.

  William Butler Yeats

  Nature, Heart, Moon

  William Butler Yeats (1931). “Later Poems”, p.8, Library of Alexandria

• The brawling of a sparrow in the eaves The brilliant moon and all the milky sky And all that famous harmony of leaves Had blotted out man's image and his cry.

  William Butler Yeats

  Moon, Men, Sky

  1891 'The Sorrow of Love', stanza 1. Collected in The Rose (1893).

• For he would be thinking of love Till the stars had run away And the shadows eaten the moon.

  William Butler Yeats

  Running, Stars, Moon

  William Butler Yeats (2013). “Early Poems”, p.75, Courier Corporation

• Brown Penny I WHISPERED, 'I am too young,' And then, 'I am old enough'; Wherefore I threw a penny To find out if I might love. 'Go and love, go and love, young man, If the lady be young and fair.' Ah, penny, brown penny, brown penny, I am looped in the loops of her hair. O love is the crooked thing, There is nobody wise enough To find out all that is in it, For he would be thinking of love Till the stars had run away And the shadows eaten the moon. Ah, penny, brown penny, brown penny, One cannot begin it too soon.

  William Butler Yeats

  Wise, Running, Stars

  William Butler Yeats (2016). “Collected Poems”, p.52, William Butler Yeats

• Because of something told under the famished horn
  Of the hunter's moon, that hung between the night and the day,
  To dream of women whose beauty was folded in dismay,
  Even in an old story, is a burden not to be borne.

  William Butler Yeats

  Beauty, Dream, Women

  William Butler Yeats (1931). “Later Poems”, p.33, Library of Alexandria

• For wisdom is the property of the dead,
  A something incompatible with life; and power,
  Like everything that has the stain of blood,
  A property of the living; but no stain
  Can come upon the visage of the moon
  When it has looked in glory from a cloud.

  William Butler Yeats

  Life, Wisdom, Moon

  William Butler Yeats (1997). “The Collected Works of W. B. Yeats: Volume I: The Poems, 2nd Edition”, p.242, Simon and Schuster

• I have nothing but the embittered sun;
  Banished heroic mother moon and vanished,
  And now that I have come to fifty years
  I must endure the timid sun.

  William Butler Yeats

  Mother, Moon, Reality

  William Butler Yeats (1931). “Later Poems”, p.109, Library of Alexandria

• on the instant clamorous eaves,
  A climbing moon upon an empty sky,
  And all that lamentation of the leaves,
  Could but compose man's image and his cry.

  William Butler Yeats

  Nature, Men, Moon

  William Butler Yeats (2011). “The Yeats Reader, Revised Edition: A Portable Compendium of Poetry, Drama, and Prose”, p.52, Simon and Schuster

• Because the priest must have like every dog his day
  Or keep us all awake with baying at the moon,
  We and our dolls being but the world were best away.

  William Butler Yeats

  Dog, Moon, Dolls

  William Butler Yeats (1997). “The Collected Works of W. B. Yeats: Volume I: The Poems, 2nd Edition”, p.159, Simon and Schuster

• Laughter not time destroyed my voice
  And put that crack in it,
  And when the moon's pot-bellied
  I get a laughing fit.

  William Butler Yeats

  Laughter, Moon, Voice

  William Butler Yeats (1997). “The Collected Works of W. B. Yeats: Volume I: The Poems, 2nd Edition”, p.228, Simon and Schuster

• Oh, Love is the crooked thing, there is nobody wise enough to find out all that is in it, for he will be thinking about love til the stars run away and the shadows eaten the moon.

  William Butler Yeats

  Wise, Running, Stars

  W. B. Yeats, “The Young Man's Song”

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