Think where man's glory most begins and ends, And say my glory was I had such friends.
glory man theend
Why should we honour those that die upon the field of battle? A man may show as reckless a courage in entering into the abyss of himself.
age business man
Think like a wise man but communicate in the language of the people.
communication language man people
All shuffle there; all cough in ink; All wear the carpet with their shoes; All think what other people think; All know the man their neighbour knows. Lord, what would they say Did their Catullus walk that way?
man people
The intellect of man is forced to choose Perfection of the life, or of the work, And if it take the second must refuse A heavenly mansion, raging in the dark.
man tso-life work
I am content to live it all again And yet again, if it be life to pitch Into the frog-spawn of a blind man's ditch, A blind man battering blind men; Or into that most fecund ditch of all, The folly that man does Or must suffer, if he woos A proud woman not kindred of his soul.
content man men tso-life
Then he struggled with the mind; His proud heart he left behind. Now his wars on God begin; At stroke of midnight God shall win. Supernatural Songs, IX, The Four Ages of Man.
age man mind war
Man can embody truth but he cannot know it.
man truth
Grant me an old man's frenzy, Myself must I remake Till I am Timon and Lear Or that William Blake Who beat upon the wall Till Truth obeyed his call.
Nor dread nor hope attend a dying animal; a man awaits his end dreading and hoping all.
man theend
You that would judge me, do not judge alone this book or that, come to this hallowed place where my friends' portraits hang and look thereon; Ireland's history in their lineaments trace; think where man's glory most begins and ends and say my glory was I had such friends.
glory history man places theend
A bloody and a sudden end, Gunshot or a noose, For Death who takes what man would keep, Leaves what man would lose.
death man theend
Everything that man esteems Endures a moment or a day. Love's pleasure drives his love away, The painter's brush consumes his dreams.
dreams man tso-love
I have believed the best of every man. And find that to believe is enough to make a bad man show him at his best, or even a good man swings his lantern higher.
man
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.
beauty fate man tso-love
The brawling of a sparrow in the eaves, The brilliant moon and all the milky sky, And all that famous harmony of leaves, Had blotted out man's image and his cry.
harmony man
But is there any comfort to be found? Man is in love and loves what vanishes, What more is there to say?
man tso-love
Whatever flames upon the night Man's own resinous heart has fed.
The unpurged images of day recede; The Emperor's drunken soldiery are abed; Night resonance recedes, night walkers' song After great cathedral gong; A starlit or a moonlit dome disdains All that man is, All mere complexities, The fury and the mire of human veins.
All women dote upon an idle man Although their children need a rich estate. No man has ever lived that had enough Of children's gratitude or woman's love.
man tso-love women
Because there is safety in derision I talked about an apparition, I took no trouble to convince, Or seem plausible to a man of sense.
man trouble