Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO SOME I HAVE TALKED WITH BY THE FIRE, by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: While I wrought out these fitful danaan rhymes Last Line: Of their long wings, the flash of their white feet. Alternate Author Name(s): Yeats, W. B. Subject(s): Life; Conversation | ||||||||
While I wrought out these fitful Danaan rhymes, My heart would brim with dreams about the times When we bent down above the fading coals; And talked of the dark folk, who live in souls Of passionate men, like bats in the dead trees; And of the wayward twilight companies, Who sigh with mingled sorrow and content, Because their blossoming dreams have never bent Under the fruit of evil and of good: And of the embattled flaming multitude Who rise, wing above wing, flame above flame, And, like a storm, cry the Ineffable Name, And with the clashing of their sword blades make A rapturous music, till the morning break, And the white hush end all, but the loud beat Of their long wings, the flash of their white feet. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TODAY'S NOT OPPOSITE DAY by CHARLES BERNSTEIN WORDS THE DREAMER SPOKE TO MY FATHER IN MAINE by ROBERT BLY A CONVERSATION WITH MONICA WILSON by AIME CESAIRE TWO WOMEN ON THE POTOMAC HIGHWAY by NORMAN DUBIE IT JUST SO HAPPENS by JAMES GALVIN DRIFTERS: BELLA COOLA TO WILLIAMS LAKE by KAREN SWENSON SIXTEEN DEAD MEN by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS |
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