Politics
William Butler Yeats
‘In our time the destiny of man presents its meanings in political terms.’ —Thomas Mann. How can I, that girl standing there, My attention fix On Roman or on Russian Or on Spanish politics? Yet here’s a travelled man that knows What he talks about, And there’s a politician That has read and thought, And maybe what they say is true Of war and war’s alarms, But O that I were young again And held her in my arms!
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- William Butler Yeats : Presences
- William Butler Yeats : Quarrel In Old Age
- William Butler Yeats : Reconciliation
- William Butler Yeats : Red Hanrahan's Song About Ireland
- William Butler Yeats : Remorse For Intemperate Speech
- William Butler Yeats : Responsibilities
- William Butler Yeats : Responsibilities - Closing
- William Butler Yeats : Responsibilities - Introduction
- William Butler Yeats : Roger Casement
- William Butler Yeats : Running To Paradise
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