1,059 Quotes by William Butler Yeats

O what if gardens where the peacock strays With delicate feet upon old terraces, Or else all Juno from an urn displays Before the indifferent garden deities;

I passed a little further on and heard a peacock say: Who made the grass and made the worms and made my feathers gay.

He is a monstrous peacock, and He waveth all the night His languid tail above us, lit with myriad spots of light.

An old man's eagle mind.

One man loved the pilgrim soul in you and loved the sorrows of your changing face.

Though leaves are many, the root is one; / Through all the lying days of my youth / I swayed my leaves and flowers in the sun; / Now I may wither into the truth.