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  1. 26 de abr. de 2024 · And the moon spun round like a top, And the nearest kin of the moon, The creeping cat, looked up. Black Minnaloushe stared at the moon, For, wander and wail as he would, The pure cold light in the sky. Troubled his animal blood. Minnaloushe runs in the grass. Lifting his delicate feet.

  2. Hace 6 días · Hermits upon Mount Meru or Everest, Caverned in night under the drifted snow, Or where that snow and winter 's dreadful blast. Beat down upon their naked bodies, know. That day brings round the night, that before dawn. His glory and his monuments are gone. William Butler Yeats. Rate:

  3. 26 de abr. de 2024 · The jester walked in the garden: The garden had fallen still; He bade his soul rise upward And stand on her window-sill. It rose in a straight blue garment, When owls began to call: It had grown wise

  4. 2 de may. de 2024 · Cómo se dice William Butler Yeats Inglés? Pronunciación de William Butler Yeats con 3 pronunciaciones de audio, 7 sinónimos, 3 significados, 8 traducciones, 2 frases y más de William Butler Yeats.

  5. 30 de abr. de 2024 · She had been beautiful in that old way. That's all but gone; for the proud heart is gone, And the fool heart of the counting-house fears all. But Soft beauty and indolent desire. She could have called over the rim of the world. Whatever woman's lover had hit her fancy, And yet had been great-bodied and great-limbed,

  6. 22 de abr. de 2024 · William Butler Yeats- an Irish poet- believed that those fairies were extremely wealthy for a reason. He thought the reason lay in the “treasure-crocks, buried of old in war-time.” When it comes to David Russell McAnally, the author of Irish Wonders, he tended to believe that those leprechauns were sons of an evil spirit and a wicked fairy, making them neither wholly suitable nor the other ...

  7. 22 de abr. de 2024 · And when the moon's pot-bellied. I get a laughing fit, For that old Madge comes down the lane, A stone upon her breast, And a cloak wrapped about the stone, And she can get no rest. With singing hush and hush-a-bye; She that has been wild. And barren as a breaking wave.

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