تمضي الأعوام كالثيران الهائلة السوداء تدوس العالم...الرب راعيها ينخسها من الخلف...و أنا تحطمني الحوافر الماضية Autore: W.B. Yeats Copy Quote More from W.B. Yeats “Happiness is neither virtue nor pleasure nor this thing nor that but simply gro…” “Before The World Was MadeIf I make the lashes darkand the eyes more brightand t…” “And what if excess of loveBewildered them till they died?” “Fairies in Ireland are sometimes as big as we are, sometimes bigger, and someti…”