William Butler Yeats Lie Quotations

Until the axle break That keeps the stars in their round, And hands hurl in the deep The banners of East and West, And the girdle of light is unbound, Your breast will not lie by the breast Of your beloved in sleep

Now that my ladder's goneI must lie down where all ladders startIn the foul rag and bone shop of the heart.

TOIL and grow rich, what's that but to lie with a foul witch and after, drained dry, to be brought to the chamber where lies one long sought with despair.