 | William Butler Yeats - 1895 - 306 psl.
...lonely melody. Come near, that no more blinded by man's fate, I find under the boughs of love and hate, In all poor foolish things that live a day, Eternal Beauty wandering on her way. Come near, come near, come near — Ah, leave me still A little space for the rose-breath to fill !... | |
 | Thomas Bird Mosher - 1900 - 496 psl.
...lonely melody. Come near, that no more blinded by man's fate, I find under the boughs of love and hate, In all poor foolish things that live a day, Eternal Beauty wandering on her way. Come near, come near, come near — Ah, leave me still A little space for the rose-breath to fill I... | |
 | Horatio Sheafe Krans - 1905 - 224 psl.
...ways: ******* Come near, that no more blinded by man's fate, I find under the boughs of love and hate, In all poor foolish things that live a day, Eternal beauty wandering on her way. "Aedth Tells of the Rose in His Heart" f comes from a feeling the opposite of that of the poems whose... | |
 | McGill University - 1905 - 418 psl.
...lovely melody. Come near, that no more blinded by man's fate, I find under the boughs of love and hate, In all poor foolish things that live a day, Eternal beauty, wandering on her way. Come near, come near, come near — Ah, leave me still A little space for the rose-breath to fill!... | |
 | William Butler Yeats - 1906 - 362 psl.
...lonely melody. Come near, that no more blinded by man's fate, I find under the boughs of love and hate, In all poor foolish things that live a day, Eternal beauty wandering on her way. 155 Come near, come near, come near — Ah, leave me still A little space for the rose-breath to fill... | |
 | William Butler Yeats - 1906 - 366 psl.
...lonely melody. Come near, that no more blinded by man's fate, I find under the boughs of love and hate, In all poor foolish things that live a day, Eternal beauty wandering on her way. Come near, come near, come near — Ah, leave me still A little space for the rose-breath to fill !... | |
 | William Butler Yeats - 1906 - 366 psl.
...lonely melody. Come near, that no more blinded by man's fate, I find under the boughs of love and hate, In all poor foolish things that live a day, Eternal beauty wandering on her way. 165 Come near, come near, come near — Ah, leave me still A little space for the rose-breath to fill!... | |
 | Mario Borsa - 1908 - 364 psl.
...beauty is all the more haunting to him, since he has learned to catch glimpses of it in everything, In all poor foolish things that live a day, Eternal beauty wandering on her way. Whence the agony of that perpetual illusion of possessing and losing which wrings from him the cry,... | |
 | Henry Woodd Nevinson - 1909 - 360 psl.
...near : — " Come near, that no more blinded by moving fate, I find under the boughs of love and hate, In all poor foolish things that live a day, Eternal Beauty wandering on her way." In Irish legend and history Mr Yeats has found the same kind of witchery, the same kind of symbolism... | |
 | MAUD DIVER - 1911 - 742 psl.
...exchanged one form of tyranny for another, after all. CHAPTER III "I find, under the bows of love and hate, In all poor foolish things that live a day, Eternal beauty wandering on her way." WB YEATTS. "\X71TH engaging docility Lilamani swallowed her quinine, accepting it, without conviction,... | |
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In all poor foolish things that live a day, Eternal beauty wandering on her way. 
