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In "The Green Helmet and Other Poems," W. B. Yeats employs a masterful blend of lyricism and symbolism, weaving together themes of nature, desire, and the intricacies of the human experience. This collection, published in 1910, reveals Yeats's engagement with the evolving literary styles of his time, particularly the modernist movement. His use of vivid imagery and rich metaphor reflects both personal introspection and a broader commentary on the socio-political landscape of early 20th-century Ireland, allowing readers to traverse the realms of myth and reality seamlessly. W. B. Yeats, a Nobel Prize-winning poet, played a pivotal role in shaping Irish literature, influenced by his deep engagement with mysticism, folklore, and nationalism. His formative years were marked by the struggle for Irish identity and independence, motivating him to explore themes that resonate with both the national consciousness and personal realms. Yeats's experiences as a founding member of the Abbey Theatre further enriched his poetic exploration, providing a backdrop for the vibrant Ireland he often depicts in his work. Readers seeking to delve into the intricate layers of human emotion and the complexities of existence will find "The Green Helmet and Other Poems" an essential addition to their literary journey. Yeats's unique voice, which masterfully blends introspection with cultural commentary, invites reflection and admiration, making this collection a timeless exploration of the human spirit.

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W. B. Yeats

The Green Helmet and Other Poems

Published by Good Press, 2019
EAN 4057664653161

Table of Contents

A WOMAN HOMER SUNG
THAT THE NIGHT COME
THE CONSOLATION
FRIENDS
NO SECOND TROY
RECONCILIATION
KING AND NO KING
THE COLD HEAVEN
PEACE
AGAINST UNWORTHY PRAISE
THE FASCINATION OF WHAT’S DIFFICULT
A DRINKING SONG
THE COMING OF WISDOM WITH TIME
ON HEARING THAT THE STUDENTS OF OUR NEW UNIVERSITY HAVE JOINED THE ANCIENT ORDER OF HIBERNIANS AND THE AGITATION AGAINST IMMORAL LITERATURE
TO A POET, WHO WOULD HAVE ME PRAISE CERTAIN BAD POETS, IMITATORS OF HIS AND MINE
THE ATTACK ON THE “PLAY BOY”
A LYRIC FROM AN UNPUBLISHED PLAY
UPON A HOUSE SHAKEN BY THE LAND AGITATION
AT THE ABBEY THEATRE
THESE ARE THE CLOUDS
AT GALWAY RACES
A FRIEND’S ILLNESS
ALL THINGS CAN TEMPT ME
THE YOUNG MAN’S SONG
THE GREEN HELMET
THE PERSONS OF THE PLAY
THE GREEN HELMET

I swayed upon the gaudy stern

The butt end of a steering oar,

And everywhere that I could turn

Men ran upon the shore.

And though I would have hushed the crowd

There was no mother’s son but said,

“What is the figure in a shroud

Upon a gaudy bed?”

And fishes bubbling to the brim

Cried out upon that thing beneath,

It had such dignity of limb,

By the sweet name of Death.

Though I’d my finger on my lip,

What could I but take up the song?

And fish and crowd and gaudy ship

Cried out the whole night long,

Crying amid the glittering sea,

Naming it with ecstatic breath,

Because it had such dignity

By the sweet name of Death.

 

A WOMAN HOMER SUNG

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If any man drew near

When I was young,

I thought, “He holds her dear,”

And shook with hate and fear.

But oh, ’twas bitter wrong

If he could pass her by

With an indifferent eye.

Whereon I wrote and wrought,

And now, being gray,

I dream that I have brought

To such a pitch my thought

That coming time can say,

“He shadowed in a glass

What thing her body was.”

For she had fiery blood

When I was young,

And trod so sweetly proud

As ’twere upon a cloud,

A woman Homer sung,

That life and letters seem

But an heroic dream.

 

THAT THE NIGHT COME

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She lived in storm and strife.

Her soul had such desire

For what proud death may bring