Poems 18991905 Author:William Butler Yeats Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: THE ARROW I THOUGHT of your beauty, and this arrow, Made out of a wild thought, is in my marrow. There's no man may look upon her, no man; As when newly grown... more » to be a woman, Blossom pale, she pulled down the pale blossom At the moth hour and hid it in her bosom. This beauty's kinder, yet for a reason I could weep that the old is out of season. THE FOLLY OF BEING COMFORTED ONE that is ever kind said yesterday: " Your well beloved's hair has threads of grey, And little shadows come about her eyes ; Time can but make it easier to be wise, Though now it's hard, till trouble is at an end; And so be patient, be wise and patient, friend." But heart, there is no comfort, not a grain ; Time can but make her beauty over again, Because of that great nobleness of hers ; The fire that stirs about her, when she stirs Burns but more clearly. O she had not these ways, When all the wild summer was in her gaze. O heart! O heart! if she'd but turn her head, You'd know the folly of being comforted. OLD MEMORY O THOUGHT, fly to her when the end of day Awakens an old memory, and say, " Your strength, that is so lofty and fierce and kind, It might call up a new age, calling to mind The queens that were imagined long ago, Is but half yours: he kneaded in the dough Through the long years of youth, and who would have thought It all, and more than it all, would come to naught, And that dear words meant nothing ?" But enough, For when we have blamed the wind we can blame love; Or, if there needs be more, be nothing said That would be harsh for children that have strayed. NEVER GIVE ALL THE HEART Never give all the heart, for love Will hardly seem worth thinking of To passionate women if it seem Certain, and they nev...« less