Classic and Contemporary Poetry
PAUDEEN, by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Indignant at the fumbling wits, the obscure spite Last Line: A single soul that lacks a sweet crystalline cry. Alternate Author Name(s): Yeats, W. B. Subject(s): Equalioty; God | ||||||||
INDIGNANT at the fumbling wits, the obscure spite Of our old Paudeen in his shop, I stumbled blind Among the stones and thorn-trees, under morning light; Until a curlew cried and in the luminous wind A curlew answered; and suddenly thereupon I thought That on the lonely height where all are in God's eye, There cannot be, confusion of our sound forgot, A single soul that lacks a sweet crystalline cry. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE MOUNTAIN IS STRIPPED by DAVID IGNATOW AS CLOSE AS BREATHING by MARK JARMAN UNHOLY SONNET 1 by MARK JARMAN UNHOLY SONNET 13 by MARK JARMAN BIRTH-DUES by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE SILENT SHEPHERDS by ROBINSON JEFFERS GOING TO THE HORSE FLATS by ROBINSON JEFFERS SIXTEEN DEAD MEN by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS |
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