Potential Titles: William Butler Yeats

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The heavens' embroidered cloths - W.B. Yeats "Aedh Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven"

Spread my dreams under your feet - W.B. Yeats "Aedh Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven"

The pilots of the stars of tears - William Butler Yeats "Anashuya and Vijaya"

We have given the world our passion - William Butler Yeats "Certain Artists Bring Her Dolls and Drawings" [The Little Review, Aug. 1917, v.4, no.4]

We have naught for death but toys - William Butler Yeats "Certain Artists Bring Her Dolls and Drawings" [The Little Review, Aug. 1917, v.4, no.4]

Flaming founts of duty - W.B. Yeats "The Countess Cathleen in Paradise"

That music in her face - W.B. Yeats "The Countess Cathleen in Paradise"

If time were but gone - W.B. Yeats "Crazy Jane on the Day of Judgment"

Came and were gone - William Butler Yeats "Cuchulain Comforted"

Under starlight or the sun - W.B. Yeats "Cuchulain's Fight with the Sea"

Who made you bitter made you wise - W.B. Yeats "Cuchulain's Fight with the Sea"

The mournful wonder of his eyes - W.B. Yeats "Cuchulain's Fight with the Sea"

Fought with the invulnerable tide - W.B. Yeats "Cuchulain's Fight with the Sea"

With white feet of angels seven - W.B. Yeats "A Dream of a Blessed Spirit"

Near no accustomed hand - W.B. Yeats "A Dream of Death"

The indifferent stars above - W.B. Yeats "A Dream of Death"

His heart unsatisfied - W.B. Yeats "Ego Dominus Tuus"

Hour of gentleness - William Butler Yeats "Ephemera"

New from the world - W.B. Yeats "A Faery Song"

The waning of love has beset us - W.B. Yeats "The Falling of the Leaves"

The season of passion forget us - W.B. Yeats "The Falling of the Leaves"

The worst of all bad names - W.B. Yeats "Father and Child"

On whose ancient wings - W.B. Yeats "Fergus and the Druid"

Burden without end - W.B. Yeats "Fergus and the Druid"

Dreaming wisdom - W.B. Yeats "Fergus and the Druid"

To be another’s dream - W.B. Yeats "Fergus and the Druid"

This little bag of dreams - W.B. Yeats "Fergus and the Druid"

Dance like a wave of the sea - W.B. Yeats "The Fiddler of Dooney"

If empty night replies - W.B. Yeats "A First Confession"

By that great glory driven wild - W.B. Yeats "From the 'Antigone'"

Descends into the loveless dust - W.B. Yeats "From the 'Antigone'"

Her hidden joy - W.B. Yeats "He bids his Beloved be at Peace"

Drowning love’s lonely hour - W.B. Yeats "He bids his Beloved be at Peace"

Deep twilight of rest - W.B. Yeats "He bids his Beloved be at Peace"

To the water in the West - W.B. Yeats "He reproves the Curlew"

Falling on dream-dimmed eyes - W.B. Yeats "He tells of a Valley full of Lovers"

A hater of the wind - W.B. Yeats "He thinks of his Past Greatness when a Part of the Constellations of Heaven"

Have only my dreams - W.B. Yeats "He wishes for Cloths of Heaven"

All night’s fathomless wisdom - W.B. Yeats "Her Dream"

Eternity may dwindle - W.B. Yeats "His Bargain"

Before the thread began - W.B. Yeats "His Bargain"

What payment were enough - W.B. Yeats "His Confidence"

Out of a desolate source - W.B. Yeats "His Confidence"

Empty your heart - W.B. Yeats "The Hosting of the Sidhe"

The night grows rough - W.B. Yeats "'I am of Ireland'"

Discoverers of forgotten truth - W.B. Yeats "In Memory of Major Robert Gregory"

As the outrageous stars incline - W.B. Yeats "In Memory of Major Robert Gregory"

Discourtesy of death - W.B. Yeats "In Memory of Major Robert Gregory"

A meteor of the burning heart - William Butler Yeats "The Indian to his Love"

The nets of wrong and right - W.B. Yeats "Into the Twilight"

Come clear of the nets - W.B. Yeats "Into the Twilight"

Less kind than the gray twilight - W.B. Yeats "Into the Twilight"

Impulse of delight - W.B. Yeats "An Irish Airman Foresees His Death"

For always night and day - W.B. Yeats "The Lake Isle of Innisfree"

Peace comes dropping slow - W.B. Yeats "The Lake Isle of Innisfree"

In the deep heart’s core - W.B. Yeats "The Lake Isle of Innisfree"

Endure the timid sun - W.B. Yeats "Lines Written in Dejection"

With words lighter than air - W.B. Yeats "The Lover asks Forgiveness because of his Many Moods"

Hearts of wind-blown flame - W.B. Yeats "The Lover asks Forgiveness because of his Many Moods"

All things longing for rest - W.B. Yeats "The Lover asks Forgiveness because of his Many Moods"

Time’s bitter flood - W.B. Yeats "The Lover pleads with his Friend for Old Friends"

In the deeps of my heart - W.B. Yeats "The Lover tells of the Rose in his Heart"

Mad as the mist and snow - W.B. Yeats "Mad as the Mist and Snow"

That awakened the stars - W.B. Yeats "Maid Quiet"

Blowing through my blood - W.B. Yeats "Maid Quiet"

Words that called up the lightning - W.B. Yeats "Maid Quiet"

No comfort in the grave - W.B. Yeats "The Man who dreamed of Faeryland"

Worn out with dreams - W.B. Yeats "Men Improve with Years"

The murderous stealth of day - W.B. Yeats "Parting"

Sleepless Candle - W.B. Yeats "The Phases of the Moon"

The crumbling of the moon - William Butler Yeats "The Phases of the Moon"

Afterwards the world - William Butler Yeats "The Phases of the Moon"

Hid in the heart of love - W.B. Yeats "The Pity of Love"

That my old care may cease - W.B. Yeats "The Poet pleads with the Elemental Powers"

Unfold your flaming wings - W.B. Yeats "The Poet pleads with the Elemental Powers"

The nets of day and night - W.B. Yeats "The Poet pleads with the Elemental Powers"

Victories of the mind - W.B. Yeats "The Sad Shepherd"

Beauty's ignorant ear - W.B. Yeats "The Scholars"

Of defeated dreams - W.B Yeats "The Secret Rose"

Keep us all awake with baying at the moon - William Butler Yeats "She Turns the Dolls' Faces to the Wall" [The Little Review, Aug. 1917, v.4, no.4]

The world on dreaming fed - William Butler Yeats "The Song of the Happy Shepherd"

Truth is now her painted toy - William Butler Yeats "The Song of the Happy Shepherd"

The cracked tune that Chronos sings - William Butler Yeats "The Song of the Happy Shepherd"

The seed of the fire - W.B. Yeats "The Song of the Old Mother"

Till time and times are done - W.B. Yeats "The Song of Wandering Aengus"

Where flapping herons wake - William Butler Yeats "The Stolen Child"

That scarce could bathe a star - William Butler Yeats "The Stolen Child"

The tall thought-woven sails - W.B. Yeats "They went forth to the Battle, but they always fell"

Above the tide of hours - W.B. Yeats "They went forth to the Battle, but they always fell"

To smile upon her stars - W.B. Yeats "They went forth to the Battle, but they always fell"

Amid the wandering, starry mirth - W.B. Yeats "They went forth to the Battle, but they always fell"

From the sea's sad lips - W.B. Yeats "They went forth to the Battle, but they always fell"

Where the dim tides are hurled - W.B. Yeats "They went forth to the Battle, but they always fell"

Upon the wharves of sorrow - W.B. Yeats "They went forth to the Battle, but they always fell"

Grown sad with its eternity - W.B. Yeats "They went forth to the Battle, but they always fell"

Under the same white stars - W.B. Yeats "They went forth to the Battle, but they always fell"

Give three things back - W.B. Yeats "Three Things"

What most could shake his soul - W.B. Yeats "Tom at Cruachan"

Put my thoughts astray - W.B. Yeats "Tom the Lunatic"

Pure unchanging night - W.B. Yeats "Tom the Lunatic"

When an immortal passion breathes - W.B. Yeats "The Travail of Passion"

Crowded with bitter faces - W.B. Yeats "The Travail of Passion"

Look up to me alone - William Butler Yeats "Two Songs of a Fool"

Dowered the stars - W.B. Yeats "The Two Trees"

Matching our broken-hearted wit - William Butler Yeats "Upon a Dying Lady" [The Little Review, Aug. 1917, v.4, no.4]

Master of the still stars and of the flaming door - W.B. Yeats "The Valley of the Black Pig"

Fed the heart on fantasies - W.B. Yeats "VI - The Stare's Nest By My Window"

More substance in our enmities - W.B. Yeats "VI - The Stare's Nest By My Window"

The perils of the woodland flight forgot - William Butler Yeats "[When her soul flies to the predestined dancing-place]" [The Little Review, Aug. 1917, v.4, no.4]

Of their shadows deep - W.B Yeats "When You Are Old"

Moments of glad grace - W.B Yeats "When You Are Old"

Amid a crowd of stars - W.B Yeats "When You Are Old"

Your changing face - W.B Yeats "When You Are Old"

Hid his face amid a crowd of stars - W.B. Yeats "When You Are Old"

Time would surely forget - W.B. Yeats "The White Birds"

White birds on the foam - W.B. Yeats "The White Birds"

The blue star of twilight - W.B. Yeats "The White Birds"

Where Time would surely forget us - W.B. Yeats "The White Birds"

Far from the rose and the lily - W.B. Yeats "The White Birds"

Before I had well finished - W.B. Yeats "The Wild Swans at Coole"

In noble rage replied - W.B. Yeats "Young Man's Song"

And beat upon the bone - W.B. Yeats "Young Man's Song"

To my offended heart - W.B. Yeats "Young Man's Song"


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