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Lake Isle Of Innisfree
... Yeats The "Lake Isle of Innisfree" is a poem written by William Butler Yeats in 1888 ... One of Yeats's earlier poems, "The Lake Isle of Innisfree" was an attempt to create a form of poetry that was Irish in origin rather than one that adhered to the standards ...
Cartier Racing Award - Top Stayer
... IRE) 2010 Rite of Passage (GB) 2009 Yeats (IRE) 2008 Yeats (IRE) 2007 Yeats (IRE) 2006 Yeats (IRE) 2005 Westerner (GB) 2004 Westerner (GB) 2003 Persian Punch (IRE) 2002 ...
A Vision
... historical, astrological, and poetic topics by the Irish poet William Butler Yeats ... Yeats wrote these works while experimenting with automatic writing with his wife George, and they were an exploration of his interest in occult astrology ... Yeats published a second edition with alterations in 1937 ...
Sidney Kilner Levett-Yeats - Later Life
... with the characters and literary topography he mined in India, Levett-Yeats was driven by temperament or the demands of readers and the marketplace to stray further afield ... Unlike Kipling, Levett-Yeats seemed more interested in rewards of the pocketbook rather than paeans from the critics, and by that measure, at least, he seems to have been a success ... In his retelling of medieval legends that echoed King Arthur, Levett-Yeats provided a window into the British colonial mind at the end of the ...
Sidney Kilner Levett-Yeats - Critique
... The Honour of Savelli even made Levett-Yeats' friend from Lahore's Punjab Club, Rudyard Kipling, sit up and take notice ... Club in the old days," Kipling wrote to a friend about Levett-Yeats, "he was full of notions about a mutiny tale and he may have something up his sleeve ... Yeats is far below Mr ...

Famous quotes containing the word yeats:

    O what a bursting out there was,
    And what a blossoming,
    When we had all the summer-time
    And she had all the spring!
    —William Butler Yeats (1865–1939)

    What were our praise to them? They eat
    Quiet’s wild heart, like daily meat;
    Who when night thickens are afloat
    On dappled skins in a glass boat,
    Far out under a windless sky;
    While over them birds of Aengus fly....
    —William Butler Yeats (1865–1939)

    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 (1865–1939)