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«In courtesy I'd have her chiefly learned;
Hearts are not had as a gift but hearts are earned By those that are not entirely beautiful;
Yet many, that have played the fool
For beauty's very self, has charm made wise,
And many a poor man that has roved,
Loved and thought himself beloved,
From a glad kindness cannot take his eyes.»

Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;

«Bald heads forgetful of their sins,
Old, learned, respectable bald heads
Edit and annotate the lines
That young men, tossing on their beds,
Rhymed out in love's despair
To flatter beauty's ignorant ear.»
shout out respectable bald heads

«To a Wealthy Man who promised a Second Subscription to the Dublin Municipal Gallery if it were proved the People wanted Pictures»
yeats poem titles walked so midwest emo song titles could run

To a Poet, who would have me Praise certain Bad Poets, Imitators of His and Mine
«You say, as I have often given tongue
In praise of what another's said or sung,
"Twere politic to do the like by these;
But was there ever dog that praised his fleas?»

bro casually unloading a clip at his opps between some of the most heartwarming romantic poetry
truly the goat

«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.»

«Our long ships loose thought-woven sails and wait,
For God has bid them share an equal fate;
And when at last, defeated in His wars,
They have gone down under the same white stars,
We shall no longer hear the little cry
Of our sad hearts, that may not live nor die.»

In a field by the river my love and I did stand,
And on my leaning shoulder she laid her snow white hand.
She bid me take life easy, as the grass grows on the weirs;
But I was young and foolish, and now am full of tears.