Classic and Contemporary Poetry
AT THE ABBEY THEATRE (IMITATED FROM RONSARD), by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Dear craoibhin aoibhin, look into our case Last Line: But when they mock us, that we mock again? Alternate Author Name(s): Yeats, W. B. Variant Title(s): At The Abbey Theatre Subject(s): Abbey Theatre, Dublin | ||||||||
DEAR Craoibhin Aoibhin, look into our case. When we are high and airy hundreds say That if we hold that flight they'll leave the place, While those same hundreds mock another day Because we have made our art of common things, So bitterly, you'd dream they longed to look All their lives through into some drift of wings. You've dandled them and fed them from the book And know them to the bone; impart to us -- We'll keep the secret -- a new trick to please. Is there a bridle for this Proteus That turns and changes like his draughty seas? Or is there none, most popular of men, But when they mock us, that we mock again? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ABBEY THEATRE FIRE by AUSTIN CLARKE SIXTEEN DEAD MEN by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS SOLOMON TO SHEBA by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS THE COMING OF WISDOM WITH TIME by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS THE COUNTESS CATHLEEN by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS THE COUNTESS CATHLEEN IN PARADISE by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS THE FISH by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS THE GREY ROCK by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS THE HAWK by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS THE KING'S THRESHOLD by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS THE LAND OF HEART'S DESIRE by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS THE LOVER MOURNS FOR THE LOSS OF LOVE by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS |
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