William Butler Yeats, an Irishman, a poet and one of the foremost figures of Twentieth Century Literature, served as an Irish senator for two terms, founded The Abbey Theatre and served as its chief during its formative years. In 1923 he was awarded the Nobel Prize in Literature as the first Irishman so honored, for “inspired poetry, which in a highly artistic form gives expression to the spirit of a whole nation.” He died in France in 1939 and was buried in Roquebrune-Cap-Martin. In 1948, his body was removed to Drumcliff in County Sligo. The epitaph on his grave stone is taken from one of his final poems:
“Cast a cold Eye
On Life, on Death.
Horsemen, pass by!”
During The Great War, when men still had visions of glory, Yeats composed this poem…
I know that I shall meet my fate
Somewhere among the clouds above;
Those that I fight I do not hate,
Those that I guard I do not love;
My country is Kiltartan Cross,
My countrymen Kiltartan’s poor,
No likely end could bring them loss
Or leave them happier than before.
Nor law, nor duty bade me fight,
Nor public men, nor cheering crowds,
A lonely impulse of delight
Drove to this tummult in the clouds;
I balanced all, brought all to mind,
The years to come seemed waste of breath,
A waste of breath the years behind
In balance with this life, this death.
Thanks for sharing this, Meg. Powerful poem x
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Thank you. Yes, I felt the same way when I read it. x
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A wonderful poet, but a bleak poem. Thanks for sharing. I haven’t read Yeats in a long time!
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Yes, indeed. I’m revisiting him for the first time in a long time, too.
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Well worth a revisit — SE5s in your photo??? How many forget “Kilkartan’s poor” while bombing hospitals?
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I googled English WWI planes… Are these not right?!? 😳
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Definitely WWI — I wondered if they were SE5s, one of the British aircraft. I just googled WWI planes and I think they are Armstrong Whitworths. They are NOT SE5s.
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I’ll recheck my original source…
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This photo’s original label reads WWI Allied Jenny Biplanes flying in formation.
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Oh, Meg. This is wonderful. Thank you.
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Yeats is one of my favorites. I’m glad you liked it.
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Powerful and raw truth.
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How insightful, honest and burdened!
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I know… What a thing to ponder.
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Amazing and poignant in equal measure. Thanks for sharing.
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You’re welcome. Glad you enjoyed it.
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😉
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Seriously? Yeats died in the war? How sad! Imagine his last thoughts …
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No, no, no! He died in 1938!
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Nah, wait – didn’t you say 1939 in that article?
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Ah Flurgh! Yes, 1939… Reburied in ’48. Was sure you hadn’t actually read it! 😝
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Hey! it was a fascinating article! I even read the poetry – some parts more than once! 😉
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Lovely! That makes me happy!
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Happy is all we need right now. 🙂
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