This is partly what ‘Sailing to Byzantium’ is about. These are, perhaps, inevitable thoughts once we reach a certain age: they certainly came to Yeats in his later years, and he frequently wrote about growing old. Growing older, feeling out of touch with the new generation superseding you, feeling surplus to requirements, waiting for death. The salmon-falls, the mackerel-crowded seas,įish, flesh, or fowl, commend all summer long In one another’s arms, birds in the trees, The idea that soldiers in the First World War fought ‘for King and Country’ made for good propaganda, and was undoubtedly true in the case of many English poets (Edward Thomas, for instance) but it wasn’t true of everyone … Instead, his allegiance is to his Kiltartan Cross, a small parish in the county of Galway in Ireland, a remote part of the British ‘empire’ which is unlikely to be greatly troubled by the war: this Irish airman’s sacrifice (or heroic victories) matter little to the ‘poor’ of Kiltartan, who are likely to remain poor whatever happens in the mighty clash of empires that was the First World War. What was it like to be an Irish soldier fighting for Britain in the First World War, but to be an Irishman longing for independence from the British? This conflict is the focus of this soliloquy, one of Yeats’s finest poems about the fight for Irish independence during, and just after, WWI.ĭespite Yeats’s title, ‘An Irish Airman Foresees His Death’, there is little sense of patriotism at the national level displayed by the speaker. The poem takes in Julius Caesar, Helen of Troy, and Michelangelo, but throughout we find the refrain: ‘Like a long-legged fly upon the stream’.Ħ. Silence is found elsewhere in Yeats’s work – in ‘The Lake Isle of Innisfree’, for instance, he longs to escape to the tranquillity of the isle mentioned in that poem’s title – but ‘Long-Legged Fly’ is about, in Yeats’s own words, how the mind moves upon silence. So begins this classic Yeats poem, one of the great poems about silence. And dreams are delicate and vulnerable – hence ‘Tread softly’. Yes, I know the spelling is horeable for a 16 year old xD.But I’m only a poor man, and obviously the idea of making the sky into a blanket is silly and out of the question, so all I have of any worth are my dreams. I hope no I know you can't get a better out look than this hoped it helped. For example it could mean once somthing is gone it will haunt you unless you set it free. Like so did you ever think the dream or the girl could be somthing else. Did you ever think this poem could be ambiguas most poems are meaning it has an understated truth ot back storie that relates to the reader. By saying she was more beautif then my first love saying he know her personaly and respectfully but now she lies under boards saying that it's gone now you have to let go of the past. Then he says, until I carved these words so by putting thoes word he's making her barrial place diferent from all the other ones probablybin a cematary. This is saying stars all look the same there not destingushed. And as for how he left her to the indiferent stars. When you dig a hole your going to have a mond of dirt. They took a cross and were she was barried and put Cyprus wood around it. So clearly it's saying the lady and the pedant are the same person who live with the land hens she's barried. It says this lady the peasent of the land or a serf a person who works for the land under certain athoraty. This man saw the death of a girl who could be mother or current lover which is taken as prediction. From guest 16 year old fed up by dumbness ( contact)
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