The Moods

William Butler Yeats

TIME drops in decay,
Like a candle burnt out,
And the mountains and woods
Have their day, have their day;
What one in the rout
Of the fire-born moods
Has fallen away?

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• William Butler Yeats : The Mother Of God
• William Butler Yeats : The Mountain Tomb
• William Butler Yeats : The Municipal Gallery Revisited
• William Butler Yeats : The New Faces
• William Butler Yeats : The Nineteenth Century And After
• William Butler Yeats : The Old Age Of Queen Maeve
• William Butler Yeats : The Old Men Admiring Themselves In The Water
• William Butler Yeats : The Old Stone Cross
• William Butler Yeats : The O'rahilly
• William Butler Yeats : The Peacock

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• William Butler Yeats : The Meditation Of The Old Fisherman
• William Butler Yeats : The Mask
• William Butler Yeats : The Man Who Dreamed Of Faeryland
• William Butler Yeats : The Man And The Echo
• William Butler Yeats : The Magi
• William Butler Yeats : The Madness Of King Goll
• William Butler Yeats : The Lover's Song
• William Butler Yeats : The Lover Tells Of The Rose In His Heart
• William Butler Yeats : The Lover Speaks To The Hearers Of His Songs In Coming Days
• William Butler Yeats : The Lover Pleads With His Friend For Old Friends