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quadgram	frequency
in the middle of	43
for the first time	36
the middle of the	35
in the midst of	32
at the end of	30
when i was a	28
i do not think	26
it may be that	24
by william butler yeats	24
a part of the	24
the lonely of heart	24
for a long time	23
i do not know	21
woman of the sidhe	19
the edge of the	19
i am going to	18
the top of the	18
for the sake of	18
where nobody gets old	18
the door of the	18
nobody gets old and	18
on the top of	17
i did not know	16
the heart of the	16
at the abbey theatre	16
give me a penny	16
on the other hand	16
when i think of	16
the end of the	16
i was a boy	15
came out of the	15
when he was a	15
i would like to	15
and it may be	15
a friend of mine	15
the shadow of the	15
from time to time	15
i am certain that	15
of good and evil	15
the evoker of spirits	14
of heart is withered	14
the side of the	14
lonely of heart is	14
the tree of life	14
it was in the	14
heart is withered away	14
come out of the	13
the light of the	13
for the most part	13
i do not remember	12
that i could not	12
upon the other hand	12
ideas of good and	12
i had begun to	12
middle of the room	12
playboy of the western	12
men and women who	12
the people of the	12
the head of the	12
the country of the	11
that it was a	11
of the western world	11
one of the most	11
the midst of the	11
in so far as	11
in the heart of	11
an old woman who	11
a great deal of	11
in front of the	11
when he came to	11
a man who had	11
a couple of years	11
was a young man	11
such and such a	11
the people of faery	11
it may have been	11
as if he had	11
the love of god	11
where there is nothing	11
it seems to me	11
and after a while	10
the sun and moon	10
told me that he	10
him out of the	10
when i was young	10
will go with you	10
and one of them	10
for its own sake	10
and i think that	10
it seemed as if	10
i said to myself	10
i could not understand	10
man of the house	10
it seemed to me	10
in the name of	10
the soul of the	10
in a little while	10
on the edge of	10
the host of the	10
nothing to do with	10
and dance upon the	10
the man of the	10
it seemed to him	10
seemed to me that	10
do not think that	9
under the shadow of	9
the oldest of the	9
the green helmet and	9
the other side of	9
and bitter of tongue	9
in the presence of	9
middle of the night	9
he said to me	9
the cry of the	9
old and bitter of	9
helmet and other poems	9
one day i was	9
and when he came	9
there is not a	9
a tongue that is	9
other side of the	9
a man of genius	9
but i do not	9
i was full of	9
out of the door	9
and i would have	9
up out of the	9
shadow of the glen	9
green helmet and other	9
he came to the	9
the men and women	9
out of the house	9
as if it was	9
dance upon the mountains	9
and there was a	9
to do with the	9
i have come to	8
the wind among the	8
and i did not	8
wind blows over the	8
and that is why	8
is a kind of	8
is not of the	8
the gates of the	8
trembling of the veil	8
spectacle of the world	8
the art of the	8
of one of the	8
the beginning of the	8
of the goddess danu	8
he was a young	8
of the old men	8
as it were in	8
as if they were	8
at the foot of	8
the names of the	8
how much have i	8
and the lonely of	8
the children of the	8
like that of the	8
it is certain that	8
and it seemed to	8
that is to say	8
blows out of the	8
in the manner of	8
there is an old	8
at the british museum	8
the wind blows over	8
the back of the	8
he could not have	8
of a man who	8
the imagination of the	8
as it were a	8
of the gates of	8
the story of the	8
over the lonely of	8
wind blows out of	8
out of the gates	8
out of the body	8
the trembling of the	8
gates of the day	8
the playboy of the	8
of the young men	8
i was a child	8
the floor of peace	8
the rest of the	8
cathleen the daughter of	8
the depths of the	8
as though it were	8
i was but a	8
to the door of	8
at the top of	8
and i do not	8
the wind blows out	8
at the same time	8
the centre of the	8
or some such words	8
blows over the lonely	8
as though he had	8
he did not know	8
the flame of the	7
host of the air	7
it is to be	7
an old man who	7
the genius of the	7
that it may be	7
and when i asked	7
but he did not	7
as though it had	7
all in a minute	7
for the last time	7
it is as though	7
riders to the sea	7
in the old days	7
of the alchemical rose	7
of those who have	7
and it was only	7
so far as i	7
good luck into the	7
the subject matter of	7
i knew that i	7
cutting of an agate	7
and i must go	7
between sleeping and waking	7
the roots of the	7
or it may be	7
door at the back	7
the wisdom of the	7
by the macmillan company	7
and that he was	7
that he had not	7
when i was but	7
to the edge of	7
for i knew that	7
told me once that	7
in the house of	7
was an old man	7
i was in the	7
from all that is	7
are you going to	7
beggar to beggar cried	7
a few months ago	7
a few years ago	7
into the middle of	7
i have never seen	7
the saint and the	7
and when they are	7
it were in a	7
as i am now	7
are waiting for my	7
fool give me a	7
all of a sudden	7
of the black pig	7
luck into the house	7
there must be a	7
there are moments when	7
dermott of the sheep	7
will do that for	7
of the great poets	7
i met him in	7
of men and women	7
these are the clouds	7
but a part of	7
the foot of the	7
the song of the	7
in front of me	7
with a young man	7
wind among the reeds	7
the rest of us	7
he told me that	7
of the grey hawk	7
like the eyes of	7
we do not know	7
i think it was	7
an image of the	7
in the county of	7
of the middle ages	7
do you love me	7
the well of the	7
out of the sea	7
the kingdom of the	7
the top of a	7
the condition of fire	7
into the next room	7
day i was walking	7
there is many a	7
the image of the	7
the sound of the	7
out of the air	7
it may be the	7
once said to me	7
that there was no	7
till he came to	7
the cutting of an	7
for i would have	6
in the seven woods	6
there was a great	6
has told me that	6
where there is no	6
what are you doing	6
have nothing to do	6
even the wise are	6
white arms in the	6
out of the room	6
because it is the	6
walking up and down	6
was but a child	6
had told me that	6
if you are not	6
silent for a moment	6
gets old and crafty	6
that he had been	6
of the people of	6
lofty and severe quality	6
and i could not	6
sing of a land	6
and told me that	6
the old woman said	6
the bottom of the	6
that it is a	6
feet in a ring	6
your heart is old	6
that he did not	6
i would not have	6
old and godly and	6
and in a moment	6
i put out this	6
the mountains like a	6
even the old are	6
as though he were	6
set up and electrotyped	6
they hear the wind	6
would like to dance	6
and it was not	6
a land where even	6
and was told that	6
a man of letters	6
seems to me that	6
discussion of our interests	6
as if he were	6
came to the door	6
white feet in a	6
and he began to	6
while the faeries dance	6
will have it that	6
just in so far	6
the adoration of the	6
heard a reed of	6
in the hands of	6
and i began to	6
york the macmillan company	6
i will go with	6
the gods and the	6
beginning of the world	6
and that it was	6
that there is no	6
of the eighteenth century	6
the tribes of the	6
because your heart is	6
country of the young	6
the skin of a	6
now that i have	6
and out of the	6
o she is my	6
a symbol of the	6
as in the old	6
tables of the law	6
hear the wind laugh	6
under the power of	6
when i went by	6
out of sight and	6
land where even the	6
met him in paris	6
the name of the	6
the making of the	6
a great deal and	6
the beech leaves old	6
in the expression of	6
from generation to generation	6
laughed and murmured and	6
to the divine comedy	6
in the same way	6
upon the mountains like	6
the expression of the	6
five hundred thousand crowns	6
the wind has laughed	6
the language of the	6
he came to a	6
fifth avenue new york	6
eyes were full of	6
at the fall of	6
i went to the	6
the valley of the	6
an old peasant woman	6
the shape of a	6
all rights reserved copyright	6
i have heard him	6
in the shape of	6
the form of the	6
well of the saints	6
mountains like a flame	6
the tables of the	6
i have no doubt	6
my father told me	6
but i heard a	6
make an end of	6
put out this candle	6
a man in a	6
dance in a place	6
an old woman in	6
oldest of the old	6
did you ever hear	6
a friend of his	6
as i put out	6
and murmured and sung	6
the eyes of the	6
a reed of coolaney	6
where even the old	6
if we are to	6
to the country of	6
was a boy i	6
if he would have	6
gets old and bitter	6
in a place apart	6
where there is a	6
now it is a	6
the countess cathleen and	6
fate and time and	6
and sing of a	6
on the other side	6
of the dishevelled tide	6
i heard a reed	6
boughs have withered because	6
he was a boy	6
faeries dance in a	6
with a piece of	6
i had come to	6
woman who would not	6
and when he had	6
tongue that is too	6
and the sound of	6
and even the wise	6
of an old woman	6
the voice of the	6
in the garden of	6
the macmillan company publishers	6
i do not doubt	6
he had a great	6
the wise are merry	6
reed of coolaney say	6
for they hear the	6
in front of him	6
old and crafty and	6
new york the macmillan	6
as if it were	6
he was in the	6
i did not think	6
i am persuaded that	6
that it was the	6
it was only when	6
what i have done	6
the faeries dance in	6
the ballad of father	6
may have been the	6
in the british museum	6
of the playboy of	6
top of the dishevelled	6
it was as though	6
him out of his	6
over childhood and youth	6
the old are fair	6
a man with a	6
they will not hush	6
was more beautiful than	6
in a loud voice	6
and i saw that	6
the first time in	6
gets old and godly	6
reveries over childhood and	6
the wanderings of usheen	6
take me out of	6
does not seem to	6
the middle of a	6
the discussion of our	6
evil on the house	6
of a land where	6
me out of this	6
a little queer old	6
arms in the air	6
though i do not	6
is one of the	6
the labour of life	6
in the united states	6
has laughed and murmured	6
i doubt if he	6
the woman of the	6
the foundation of all	6
i am in the	6
the tale of the	6
stories of red hanrahan	6
much have i in	6
are merry of tongue	6
in the depths of	6
to show that he	6
and time and change	6
run on the top	6
old woman in a	6
of the world and	6
and godly and grave	6
of the most beautiful	6
i am running to	6
wise are merry of	6
to one of the	6
wind has laughed and	6
for a hundred years	6
the ridge of the	6
out of this dull	6
and crafty and wise	6
perfectly proportioned human body	6
tribes of the goddess	6
with the exception of	6
one of the young	5
murmur and sing of	5
said the old man	5
of time and space	5
met a man who	5
i will have no	5
and is not the	5
a little group of	5
one of them said	5
i had gone to	5
the meaning of the	5
of the house and	5
i had been in	5
do not doubt that	5
there was no one	5
from the irish novelists	5
once when i had	5
a good deal of	5
i did not see	5
one of the crowd	5
in the light of	5
as if it had	5
the whole of life	5
and with that he	5
he might have been	5
i was at the	5
i was able to	5
there is a great	5
through the hollow world	5
the conversation of the	5
the west of ireland	5
knew that it was	5
in a few months	5
and the old woman	5
a perfectly proportioned human	5
all that i have	5
comes in at the	5
when he got to	5
blowing out of the	5
that the world was	5
the leaves of the	5
upon it for a	5
that seemed to have	5
when i asked what	5
i think of him	5
the triumph of life	5
there was a little	5
along the edge of	5
in such and such	5
and nuts in the	5
bacon in the shops	5
a little way from	5
in the depth of	5
it is hard to	5
and at the end	5
a pulsation of the	5
as a symbol of	5
to the floor of	5
the place of the	5
his senses and his	5
after he had been	5
no more on the	5
where there was a	5
i did not believe	5
when i am dead	5
it was not my	5
strong drink for the	5
the scene is laid	5
valley of the black	5
been made by the	5
in the long run	5
and i had not	5
on my way to	5
me in your arms	5
the faces of the	5
the height of his	5
had come to a	5
per amica silentia lunae	5
wild swans at coole	5
servants will do that	5
that it was not	5
present state of the	5
a few years later	5
it would be a	5
bone of a hare	5
i heard a sound	5
is riding to the	5
drink for the time	5
out of my mind	5
when i tried to	5
without ceasing to be	5
the wind laugh and	5
of the last century	5
of the door and	5
mary of the seven	5
between us and the	5
and for a few	5
but i could not	5
the feathers of the	5
the moon plucked at	5
nuts in the market	5
may be that we	5
feathers of the grey	5
buy bacon in the	5
would be a great	5
he would have written	5
and i have heard	5
in the town of	5
in a little house	5
not been able to	5
to the young man	5
men and women of	5
the little red fox	5
the beauty of the	5
i am convinced that	5
i am tired of	5
i have heard a	5
face to face with	5
would have been a	5
at the side of	5
all things can tempt	5
they are rising through	5
i was a little	5
but it was the	5
i can remember the	5
laugh and murmur and	5
she was more beautiful	5
one of them had	5
bring us to the	5
in one of his	5
and there is a	5
waters and pale lights	5
the spectacle of the	5
i am not certain	5
the sun was laughing	5
he had been a	5
again and again to	5
when i had been	5
that is the way	5
macmillan company new york	5
i could not see	5
as if he was	5
scene is laid in	5
he had seen a	5
that he was not	5
the power of the	5
but the little red	5
i have heard of	5
to go to the	5
figure of cuchulain you	5
i have heard that	5
the midst of a	5
for i have been	5
a very young man	5
the united states of	5
i was alone in	5
soul of the world	5
come to an end	5
life is but a	5
rising through the hollow	5
plays for an irish	5
that he has made	5
and i will tell	5
in the early morning	5
pluck at his rein	5
namara of the lake	5
all men and women	5
for there was no	5
arms and the man	5
there is something of	5
the wild swans at	5
the mother of the	5
though he had but	5
with the help of	5
after the fall of	5
when i went to	5
but a little while	5
and strong drink for	5
when i was in	5
moon plucked at my	5
i have done with	5
that i might have	5
i was accustomed to	5
of the nature of	5
the name of god	5
the musician and the	5
of the spectacle of	5
what it is to	5
milk and fire upon	5
once when i was	5
i thought it was	5
wind laugh and murmur	5
but i will not	5
as the way is	5
plucked at my rein	5
is broken in two	5
of the night and	5
the first edition of	5
that there is a	5
the things that are	5
there was an old	5
the order of the	5
the sound of a	5
not pluck at his	5
and all the while	5
united states of america	5
sun was laughing sweetly	5
and in the morning	5
i do not understand	5
things can tempt me	5
for i have never	5
our servants will do	5
i have not found	5
i will tell you	5
the daughter of hoolihan	5
what i had written	5
going out of the	5
made out of a	5
did not know why	5
the greater number of	5
between him and the	5
and murmur and sing	5
it was because he	5
for milk and fire	5
when i heard a	5
of the earth and	5
in his own house	5
do not know where	5
what do you want	5
that the night come	5
would have thought it	5
and he would have	5
if i did not	5
in the way of	5
for an irish theatre	5
went hither and thither	5
and he had to	5
was one of the	5
printed in the united	5
marriage of heaven and	5
he is riding to	5
old man who had	5
adoration of the magi	5
knight of the sheep	5
crowd in the street	5
the eyes of some	5
if he did not	5
the race of the	5
for a few years	5
came to see me	5
are rising through the	5
and he went on	5
out of the book	5
to get rid of	5
after a while he	5
carolus duran and bastien	5
the end of his	5
said the man of	5
if you do not	5
the kingdom of heaven	5
the little fox he	5
that we may see	5
i used to be	5
a few days later	5
if it had been	5
the presence of the	5
a young man who	5
the british museum reading	5
and waters and pale	5
i have a plan	5
yeats new york the	5
i have been told	5
as though they were	5
pulsation of the artery	5
the mystery of the	5
that is not of	5
the struggle of the	5
for the pleasure of	5
who had tried to	5
the whole of the	5
the best of life	5
into the open air	5
up and down the	5
upon the ground before	5
from head to foot	5
order of the alchemical	5
the house of the	5
of the countess cathleen	5
in the work of	5
the present state of	5
might have been a	5
little fox he murmured	5
when i first met	5
in the middle air	5
do that for us	5
there was a man	5
the macmillan company new	5
the end of a	5
riding to the townland	5
do not pluck at	5
of the well of	5
and i will put	5
seven times wounded heart	5
some three or four	5
he had seen the	5
hears the cry of	5
to be reckoned with	5
so that it is	5
the first time on	5
the images of the	5
he would have been	5
a woman homer sung	5
knew that i had	5
and they are rising	5
little red fox murmured	5
the service of the	5
kisses the hands of	4
who had lived in	4
a man of action	4
clash in the middle	4
and now i do	4
from oona and flings	4
she speaks in a	4
of contemporary life a	4
mixing the poisoned bowl	4
the macmillan company all	4
but i think that	4
not cook for you	4
go to her i	4
imagination of the world	4
will she give enough	4
has a mind to	4
get up at dawn	4
i knew it was	4
in the latin quarter	4
a flash of lightning	4
as death and fainted	4
she give enough to	4
in the eyes of	4
the shape of the	4
keep my children through	4
waters and the wild	4
who can say what	4
of the mind of	4
musician and the orator	4
prosper and the porcelain	4
no more with mortal	4
of his and mine	4
the only thing that	4
wild with a faery	4
chair in the middle	4
world can the artist	4
my children through the	4
for we have been	4
a ball of passionate	4
a little before the	4
did not believe in	4
is a part of	4
i wish he would	4
and so it is	4
with the thought of	4
to come to him	4
though we two were	4
it was possible to	4
the blue of the	4
when i had my	4
so much of the	4
minnaloushe creeps through the	4
began to talk of	4
a soul like yours	4
i am told that	4
my youth so let	4
some of them have	4
for this is also	4
i had not wanted	4
synge and the ireland	4
hither and thither by	4
the swallow gazes upon	4
and i know that	4
a candle on the	4
is in my hair	4
the hour glass and	4
her upon the ground	4
money in a heap	4
is the countess cathleen	4
we heard a noise	4
we were under the	4
san francisco macmillan co	4
i saw that the	4
the ireland of his	4
a man who was	4
did not interest me	4
coming out of the	4
of the seventeenth century	4
and go to her	4
twilight has fallen and	4
and i am broken	4
those with their hair	4
and gradually darkens as	4
to an isle in	4
and when i die	4
what is it you	4
the manner of the	4
never a crack in	4
out of their liss	4
that shuts his burning	4
away the blessed quicken	4
because he had written	4
off his head and	4
light of lights looks	4
time when the sun	4
you have come into	4
more with mortal things	4
to lose itself in	4
on a may eve	4
go back to the	4
for a thousand years	4
said the same thing	4
it was because of	4
in the course of	4
mind is smitten of	4
of the sun and	4
and the long blessed	4
give itself to every	4
and many a time	4
day her eyes were	4
now i do not	4
logical energies of art	4
of pearl are wide	4
to find out what	4
to the waters and	4
with the speculations of	4
a great many people	4
it seems as if	4
who are waiting for	4
he has a mind	4
countess cathleen and lay	4
the logical energies of	4
the house when i	4
the sunlight and the	4
so many of the	4
followed immediately by thunder	4
out of the theatre	4
the clouds about the	4
many pitchers of rough	4
is the foundation of	4
the rustling of the	4
drama of contemporary life	4
has the drama of	4
and as i look	4
shadow of shadows on	4
he has done in	4
on the ridge of	4
upon them as the	4
is permanent in the	4
the black and the	4
lightning followed immediately by	4
the sun is weak	4
as i could not	4
die and go to	4
begun to be afraid	4
of the language of	4
a good many years	4
company all rights reserved	4
wander the loud waters	4
lies there as if	4
out of the window	4
i would have been	4
the gates of pearl	4
were never in the	4
to the fire and	4
seem to hear her	4
if i had been	4
a little house at	4
man in ancient times	4
in your arms about	4
have done with dreams	4
phoenix in my youth	4
did not know how	4
the long blessed hair	4
the rest of his	4
that comes from the	4
weep too great a	4
about the fallen sun	4
this day her eyes	4
and i would like	4
where he had seen	4
the face that brimmed	4
play of modern manners	4
and never was piping	4
he was like a	4
when i am gone	4
copies of this book	4
i will give you	4
she was the great	4
do not blame her	4
the branch of blessed	4
gaze upon them as	4
neck and clap the	4
is dragging me away	4
that it had been	4
by the salley gardens	4
laments because of his	4
chosen other friends than	4
all the women of	4
and america by amateurs	4
he tried to make	4
was the only man	4
there is food and	4
in some chapel of	4
two kinds of asceticism	4
for a moment her	4
had nothing to do	4
a change of heart	4
i had spoken of	4
in the minds of	4
where is the countess	4
the time when the	4
goes into the next	4
not blame her greatly	4
rough clay should prosper	4
about the dancers of	4
the likeness of a	4
every man and woman	4
was a good listener	4
a phoenix in my	4
lily of the world	4
three days from us	4
like that of a	4
the face of the	4
went out of the	4
herdsman goads them on	4
made out of the	4
wounded heart has kissed	4
sang about the dancers	4
were under the tree	4
he is going to	4
to be out of	4
brother and sisters and	4
share them out to	4
ground before oona and	4
over the lips of	4
broken by their passing	4
candle on the high	4
that even the best	4
releases the angel and	4
and lay her upon	4
know where she is	4
could not see the	4
the shadow of shadows	4
pitchers of rough clay	4
until the end of	4
it is possible that	4
a little above the	4
the perfection of form	4
it is a great	4
man of the world	4
in common with the	4
a table in the	4
and flings it upon	4
the shadows of the	4
into the midst of	4
was a boy with	4
takes her in her	4
it is impossible to	4
fill your heart with	4
in the barony of	4
he told me once	4
as a place where	4
a life of lonely	4
long blessed hair has	4
what he is saying	4
us and ours be	4
old ballad material of	4
was in the hands	4
the night and the	4
the same as the	4
of her who lies	4
the blessed quicken wood	4
i could not get	4
together in a single	4
i will not speak	4
reckoned with in modern	4
us out of the	4
at the break of	4
like a wave of	4
walk upon the floor	4
sense of the word	4
do not weep too	4
the dance of the	4
and all you blessed	4
under the tree where	4
not ask a price	4
the king is but	4
that he is a	4
in those early days	4
i wonder if the	4
he lived in a	4
a little of the	4
in my hand and	4
to such a pitch	4
we may see it	4
as of a man	4
and mary of the	4
far as i can	4
and it was some	4
a little from the	4
sight and out of	4
morbid terror of death	4
and will she give	4
the son of god	4
but three days from	4
them have their day	4
life of lonely austerity	4
and that there was	4
locust and wild honey	4
the things of the	4
i want to know	4
the first time since	4
that he would have	4
ancient times was made	4
without knowing what i	4
storm is in my	4
some chapel of the	4
this is also sooth	4
to her i love	4
be no more with	4
that is why i	4
ten or twelve years	4
am broken by their	4
enough to keep my	4
and would not have	4
of cathleen the daughter	4
that came to me	4
take hold of them	4
she is passing to	4
had thought to have	4
the praise of old	4
in laon and cythna	4
in one of the	4
a woman begins to	4
a picture of a	4
we come between him	4
he had sat down	4
sunlight and the sap	4
having but breath in	4
bore me in your	4
he was a man	4
clay should prosper and	4
burden of the world	4
for the time when	4
the few men to	4
shadows on the deed	4
fingers to the bone	4
but in a few	4
england and america by	4
two or three times	4
of the wisdom of	4
earth and plumy sea	4
look upon your face	4
for the first few	4
calcutta melbourne the macmillan	4
he could hear the	4
with an introduction by	4
speaks in a half	4
of lights looks always	4
the nobility of its	4
is an old woman	4
from the common dream	4
had said to me	4
through the folding doors	4
you speak you shall	4
hosting of the sidhe	4
but when a man	4
where the path turns	4
the angel and kneels	4
one day when i	4
they are about to	4
as though we two	4
at the service of	4
said the lay brother	4
at the moment of	4
before she wander the	4
the herdsman goads them	4
or even in the	4
into the heart of	4
folding doors into the	4
from fear or favour	4
of gold and silver	4
that so many pitchers	4
religious belief necessary to	4
as the scene goes	4
all times of the	4
creeps through the grass	4
not the hard burden	4
townland that is the	4
room was full of	4
brings it to her	4
upon the nest under	4
play about modern educated	4
whom she had known	4
the hands of cathleen	4
on the way to	4
a few days before	4
a work of art	4
the other day that	4
the veil of the	4
breath in their kind	4
out to every man	4
the events of life	4
is as though the	4
i will put it	4
passing to the floor	4
storm is dragging me	4
must be a change	4
finn and the fianna	4
that ran along the	4
few men to be	4
times wounded heart has	4
fallen and gradually darkens	4
not weep too great	4
a moment her hand	4
so that it was	4
crawls into the middle	4
face that brimmed you	4
altar though one fall	4
i could not have	4
into the room and	4
woman brings it to	4
in a national school	4
i have seen a	4
would die and go	4
to see if the	4
portion in the world	4
the month of june	4
melbourne the macmillan co	4
on the green baize	4
and he told me	4
a woman brings it	4
the town of sligo	4
if you have a	4
hair and i must	4
and when it is	4
house when i was	4
if i give you	4
moves about as though	4
from that on i	4
i shatter you in	4
door at the side	4
and there is no	4
is the image of	4
at the mouth and	4
of sight and out	4
moment her hand was	4
bartered it away this	4
since then i have	4
death and fainted away	4
not if i give	4
as though the air	4
i had seen a	4
is a little of	4
he was about to	4
has kissed her lips	4
the years like great	4
men in the mass	4
in the finest art	4
came in at the	4
as though we were	4
the old priest peter	4
not know how to	4
on which he had	4
off one of the	4
hard burden of the	4
and when i am	4
it may be a	4
and brazen swords clang	4
an end of him	4
i knew a phoenix	4
even like those that	4
in england and america	4
that she did not	4
in my youth so	4
but it was only	4
a series of shilling	4
the work of the	4
majesty that shuts his	4
all that he had	4
have no part in	4
out through the door	4
out of the mind	4
gates of pearl are	4
inebrians quam praeclarus est	4
was the great white	4
contemporary life a root	4
of the faerie queene	4
he should have been	4
a chair in the	4
i was about to	4
was a little boy	4
tell of her who	4
what i have called	4
bring me the looking	4
we must put out	4
time i write of	4
is the good of	4
the same thing twice	4
than the pale stars	4
i have ever known	4
a root of its	4
look no more on	4
the witch of atlas	4
for where there is	4
in the world it	4
aleel crawls into the	4
whether in life or	4
come between him and	4
and as he passed	4
by the edge of	4
she lies there as	4
preface to the first	4
but speak to me	4
at the door of	4
depths of the mind	4
an old man with	4
among the few men	4
the thoughts of the	4
man or woman who	4
as it had been	4
out of the way	4
the poets of the	4
hand was laid upon	4
men to be reckoned	4
up with beauty is	4
but a ball of	4
ball of passionate dust	4
the depth of his	4
concerning saints and artists	4
nest under the eave	4
two or more arches	4
clouds about the fallen	4
then one of them	4
he is in the	4
about the house when	4
the gods out of	4
life a root of	4
on the deed alone	4
that day to this	4
towards the end of	4
a brown velveteen coat	4
away this very hour	4
good many years ago	4
he was a very	4
of the seven times	4
what else can i	4
does not know that	4
the wild with a	4
again and again that	4
know not the hard	4
that i would die	4
the storm is in	4
the mind of the	4
the light beats down	4
if we did not	4
out of it and	4
of the school of	4
with their hair up	4
and the old man	4
but dissipation and despair	4
most popular of men	4
aleel releases the angel	4
is smitten of god	4
i did not understand	4
but breath in their	4
i used to say	4
according to their needs	4
that know not the	4
seemed to him as	4
it away this very	4
i met an old	4
full of weeping than	4
me that he had	4
and hold me tightly	4
and at last we	4
that they were the	4
and published by elizabeth	4
heart of the wood	4
to keep my children	4
and the wild with	4
as it is called	4
but does not seem	4
glass and other plays	4
the history of the	4
of the veil of	4
cling close to me	4
else can i do	4
going back to the	4
a hard thing to	4
god the herdsman goads	4
in the wind and	4
the women of the	4
be a sort of	4
at all times of	4
they carry the countess	4
two were never in	4
macmillan company all rights	4
the breast of the	4
it is broken in	4
all this day her	4
but it was not	4
the storm is dragging	4
lay her upon the	4
the great white lily	4
of the tree of	4
and now that i	4
all is in the	4
pull him upon his	4
the end of time	4
to the townland that	4
why the blind man	4
times of the year	4
a tower on the	4
they have a little	4
as they were understood	4
that madame blavatsky had	4
root of its own	4
and she is passing	4
the blossoms of the	4
i am now by	4
branch of blessed quicken	4
to her out of	4
and it may have	4
god guard her soul	4
the time i write	4
a peasant she was	4
were full of tears	4
let us and ours	4
the bags of money	4
and all about me	4
the rapidity of dialogue	4
image of the man	4
there is no one	4
i would die and	4
for there is not	4
wise man i have	4
in their kind bodies	4
brimmed you up with	4
swallow gazes upon the	4
by their passing feet	4
others of my generation	4
years like great black	4
what can we do	4
gradually darkens as the	4
in the making of	4
and the white arrows	4
the hazel and oak	4
the spirit of the	4
be a change of	4
as the swallow gazes	4
to the door and	4
so she be shriven	4
through the length of	4
end of his life	4
he had tried to	4
book have been printed	4
the meditation of the	4
the songs of the	4
the birds in the	4
are they going to	4
of those about her	4
and at other times	4
the best of all	4
is silent for a	4
and he sat down	4
of blessed quicken wood	4
to put it in	4
the way of the	4
and yet i know	4
of money in a	4
but i did not	4
be reckoned with in	4
at the art school	4
whose mind is smitten	4
and when i had	4
so good a price	4
old priest peter gilligan	4
that i did not	4
for the storm is	4
a woman who would	4
told me that it	4
upon the present state	4
the sweet name of	4
give enough to keep	4
of the state of	4
the door stands open	4
a wave of the	4
of the world has	4
you would have it	4
out in front of	4
and a great many	4
and as soon as	4
great black oxen tread	4
out of the cold	4
your arms about the	4
hard to say where	4
you who played with	4
shall not drift into	4
what do i care	4
subject matter of drama	4
was in all things	4
she came into the	4
than the eagle cock	4
in spite of you	4
black oxen tread the	4
i gaze upon them	4
it was not till	4
i have found it	4
gazes upon the nest	4
and ours be lost	4
you in the name	4
the scene goes on	4
the edge of trance	4
when for a moment	4
and said that he	4
meus inebrians quam praeclarus	4
seemed to him that	4
and now they are	4
on to a seat	4
the twilight has fallen	4
prophetic books of william	4
the walls of babylon	4
tell you what is	4
song out of the	4
lightning on our heads	4
as far as possible	4
in front of it	4
black and the white	4
the imitation of christ	4
it came from the	4
they came to the	4
brought me to the	4
it had such dignity	4
could not endure the	4
a few days afterwards	4
white lily of the	4
the blades of grass	4
it to her out	4
till they came to	4
but a moment ago	4
i would have known	4
in the world can	4
in my hair and	4
hundred copies of this	4
me once that he	4
to hear her words	4
of the love of	4
something of an old	4
of a young man	4
and the race of	4
other friends than us	4
taken out of the	4
brazen swords clang upon	4
porcelain break in two	4
hair has fallen on	4
and i think it	4
taken the place of	4
exactly as i remember	4
to every man and	4
as i remember him	4
there is not one	4
let them have their	4
put you on the	4
so let them have	4
the world can the	4
but as yet we	4
though they have a	4
and for a moment	4
and came to the	4
have no doubt that	4
by the sweet name	4
either side of the	4
the ground before oona	4
was accustomed to say	4
in life or letters	4
out of the blind	4
you taught me to	4
the image of a	4
was laid upon my	4
it has grown so	4
like great black oxen	4
and gave him a	4
beautiful than the pale	4
into the power of	4
this lofty and severe	4
money for a soul	4
have grown to be	4
all those things that	4
it may be no	4
that would be a	4
him upon his knees	4
and if he does	4
have come out of	4
not know where she	4
swords clang upon brazen	4
bend down your faces	4
and once when i	4
put into my hands	4
half a score of	4
even the best of	4
hang upon the post	4
from the common thought	4
of the whole being	4
had never heard of	4
the nest under the	4
your fingers to the	4
a little while the	4
and after that i	4
and god the herdsman	4
it was to be	4
the prophetic books of	4
there is no such	4
the dew of the	4
i hear a cry	4
closed gates of hell	4
is broken in many	4
people do not wear	4
it is too late	4
after thirty years i	4
one of the old	4
where she is gone	4
and bore me in	4
to the end of	4
about as though the	4
fallen on her face	4
looks always on the	4
my brother and sisters	4
of this book have	4
her i could have	4
carry the countess cathleen	4
them out to every	4
what portion in the	4
and though he had	4
british museum reading room	4
more full of weeping	4
hour glass and other	4
cathleen and lay her	4
of rough clay should	4
do not turn your	4
we will go with	4
the first performance of	4
tresses of the hair	4
old woman who was	4
her who lies there	4
paper made in ireland	4
walked up and down	4
fire is but a	4
blessed hair has fallen	4
and the evoker of	4
clang upon brazen helms	4
before oona and aleel	4
when it was over	4
salt in the mouth	4
when the moon is	4
at the cuala press	4
i was told by	4
because it had been	4
knock at the door	4
devils clash in the	4
upon the tree of	4
and when for a	4
of the skin of	4
i did not tell	4
more on the half	4
so many pitchers of	4
and the intellectual essences	4
ridge of the world	4
oona takes her in	4
the dancers of the	4
that they might not	4
her eyes were full	4
was a kind of	4
but it may be	4
from hill to hill	4
can the artist have	4
would have none of	4
the excitement of the	4
and yet i think	4
the commandments of the	4
wave of the sea	4
i think that the	4
the source of all	4
blind man in ancient	4
of the kin of	4
will not cook for	4
cathleen has chosen other	4
my first meeting with	4
stands among the few	4
not seem to hear	4
the imagination and the	4
is but as the	4
is many a candle	4
caught sight of a	4
aedh tells of the	4
to the cave of	4
heart began to break	4
et calix meus inebrians	4
but as the beggar	4
my hair and i	4
heart has kissed her	4
and the discussion of	4
what can it be	4
am certain that there	4
that he is dead	4
i thought to have	4
children through the dearth	4
to a little group	4
that i have been	4
in the middle ages	4
dwells in a sea	4
shatter you in fragments	4
been printed and published	4
upon the floor of	4
king is but as	4
the high altar though	4
who had come to	4
that it is broken	4
them fall beside him	4
and if there is	4
the blind man in	4
the thought came to	4
and give according to	4
the townland that is	4
a man of the	4
in the beginning of	4
of the old gods	4
he got to the	4
at the edge of	4
high altar though one	4
and he was no	4
to the first edition	4
i think that all	4
the duke of edinburgh	4
who played with me	4
after so many years	4
too great a while	4
when she grew pale	4
heard a sound as	4
the porcelain break in	4
grow old and die	4
what is in my	4
you believe in god	4
has chosen other friends	4
am running to paradise	4
a poet of the	4
and while i was	4
in the world about	4
at the same moment	4
the men of the	4
in which it is	4
you shall not drift	4
of the sky with	4
old friend of my	4
for the face that	4
in the place of	4
do you believe in	4
the foam of the	4
tossing his burning hair	4
sitting by the fire	4
youth so let them	4
top of the house	4
from which we are	4
woman begins to wail	4
by one of them	4
the play of modern	4
but none the less	4
doubt if he would	4
to those who are	4
thinking of the body	4
i was to spend	4
and devils clash in	4
great white lily of	4
isle in the water	4
sweet name of death	4
i kiss you and	4
the persons of the	4
and i have found	4
never in the world	4
may be no more	4
the tresses of the	4
the last of the	4
are the clouds about	4
lady gregory and i	4
speak you shall not	4
when i first began	4
then there was a	4
that it could not	4
art of the people	4
books of william blake	4
glass from oona and	4
and the porcelain break	4
me the other day	4
i am broken by	4
pale as death and	4
and he could not	4
we have a hundred	4
till you speak you	4
if a man is	4
like those that dance	4
my father had told	4
for there is many	4
o mother of the	4
the little plant i	4
experience and the discussion	4
dew of the morn	4
for no better reason	4
dancers of the woods	4
side of the hill	4
had been born to	4
more beautiful than the	4
with a sense of	4
was full of spirits	4
the thinking of the	4
often told me of	4
and day by day	4
with in modern poetry	4
bags of money in	4
father had told me	4
of shadows on the	4
he could see nothing	4
lights looks always on	4
i think that he	4
from that day to	4
i thought i heard	4
veil of the temple	4
arms about the house	4
the cave of the	4
in the eighteenth century	4
had been put into	4
like a great actor	4
so much the more	4
flash of lightning followed	4
the fall of the	4
caolte tossing his burning	4
knew a phoenix in	4
have not been able	4
i have never heard	4
and i think he	4
think that i would	4
her hand was laid	4
you up with beauty	4
all is silent for	4
of the most high	4
there the king is	4
that is the image	4
certain that you are	4
sir charles gavan duffy	4
by the same author	4
and had begun to	4
calix meus inebrians quam	4
and there the king	4
the hard burden of	4
about modern educated people	4
and in the middle	4
to the house of	4
lay all the bags	4
and i have made	4
had been able to	4
the lamentation of the	4
the seven times wounded	4
am now by that	4
that brimmed you up	4
they say they are	4
this book have been	4
has fallen and gradually	4
i would have you	4
with the voice of	4
at the height of	4
has just told me	4
the tree where the	4
he asked me to	4
beauty is no more	4
cry of the sedge	4
i think that i	4
with beauty is no	4
oxen tread the world	4
the riders to the	4
for years to come	4
my curse upon the	4
the only man who	4
and when he saw	4
the majesty that shuts	4
told me the story	4
there as if dead	4
i cannot remember that	4
from cloud to cloud	4
at a time when	4
in ancient times was	4
of his own time	4
all you blessed saints	4
one of them was	4
and clap the wing	4
goads them on behind	4
is many a one	4
the drama of contemporary	4
i have told them	4
was a memory of	4
he moves about as	4
i will not cook	4
side of the road	4
the county of dublin	4
it is in the	4
need not be afraid	4
grew pale as death	4
times was made a	4
tree where the path	4
the flame and the	4
give according to their	4
them as the swallow	4
were it not that	4
under the influence of	4
how old are you	4
the lips of cathleen	4
and this was the	4
and two or three	4
all the bags of	4
little more than a	4
broken in many pieces	4
is passing to the	4
flame and the flood	4
down by the salley	4
an isle in the	4
the ear of the	4
to be full of	4
she would not have	4
and the ireland of	4
out of the wood	4
has made me dumb	4
never was piping so	4
sorrow has made me	4
always on the motive	4
her in her arms	4
should prosper and the	4
of the world is	4
i never knew a	4
gods out of their	4
darkens as the scene	4
many a candle on	4
as i stood there	4
the top of his	4
the country people say	4
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at the back and	4
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for a few days	4
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angels and devils clash	4
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action against lord queensberry	3
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