Death

William Butler Yeats

NOR dread nor hope attend
A dying animal;
A man awaits his end
Dreading and hoping all;
Many times he died,
Many times rose again.
A great man in his pride
Confronting murderous men
Casts derision upon
Supersession of breath;
He knows death to the bone --
Man has created death.

Next 10 Poems

• William Butler Yeats : Demon And Beast
• William Butler Yeats : Down By The Salley Gardens
• William Butler Yeats : Easter, 1916
• William Butler Yeats : Ego Dominus Tuus
• William Butler Yeats : Ephemera
• William Butler Yeats : Fallen Majesty
• William Butler Yeats : Father And Child
• William Butler Yeats : Fergus And The Druid
• William Butler Yeats : For Anne Gregory
• William Butler Yeats : Form The Green Helmet And Other Poems

Previous 10 Poems

• William Butler Yeats : Cuchulan's Fight With The Sea
• William Butler Yeats : Cuchulain Comforted
• William Butler Yeats : Crazy Jane Talks With The Bishop
• William Butler Yeats : Crazy Jane Reproved
• William Butler Yeats : Crazy Jane On The Mountain
• William Butler Yeats : Crazy Jane On The Day Of Judgment
• William Butler Yeats : Crazy Jane On God
• William Butler Yeats : Crazy Jane Grown Old Looks At The Dancers
• William Butler Yeats : Crazy Jane And The Bishop
• William Butler Yeats : Crazy Jane And Jack The Journeyman