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Collected Poems of W.B. Yeats by W.B. Yeats

beth_jwilliams's review

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reflective relaxing

3.5

normt's review

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inspiring lighthearted mysterious reflective

4.0

malu's review against another edition

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Not in the mood. Maybe getting another edition would help.

mehitabels's review

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4.0

"Hearing him groan and stretch
The doll-maker's wife is aware
Her husband has heard the wretch,
And crouched by the arm of his chair,
She murmurs into his ear
Head upon shoulder leant:
'My dear, my dear, O dear,
It was an accident.' "

maenad_wordsmith's review against another edition

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Reread selections for a freelance gig

pandagopanda's review against another edition

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I mean. If there was anyone you could wish to be your guide through Yeats, it's Heaney. Perfection.

lienhsin's review

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3.0

yeats continued his dad's legacy by painting landscapes in minds through words.

melineegout's review against another edition

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5.0

This was one of the best collections I have ever read. Yeats’ poems are absolutely groundbreaking, they are modern and anchored in their time but manage to keep the ethereal style of romantic poets. My favorites were The Stolen Child, an anthem of romanticism and escapism, and To Ireland in the Coming Times which was a beautiful homage to the country’s culture. I also loved the concept of this series, it was very interesting to discover Yeats through the lens of another great Irish poet.

lexadoddle's review

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challenging reflective slow-paced

3.5

ilybinaya's review

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4.0

 yeats' poems are of the classical sort, which is sort of like the typical 18th/ 19th century poems, but what comes with these poems is far more than just glory, battle, vanity, all such which is prominently shown in Pushkin's poetry, amidst love and women. yeats manages to give a wide range of poetry, that covers from his early days to that of his later, and there is a clear progression from the focus point shifting from mythology, or even religious ones to that could be commonly applied to people of all sorts. some of them embed the dissatisfaction which yeats himself may have felt, and it is clearly a warning note of some sort that speaks to us, even though it's almost a century after his time. in his poem The Spirit Medium, there is this line: "To follow is to die;", very gripping. and in his other poem What was Lost, he wrote:
"I sing what was lost and dread what was won,
I walk in a battle fought over again,
My king a lost king, and lost soldiers my men;
Feet to the Rising and Setting may run,
They always beat on the same small stone."
intending to change the world, or to slightly influence via his words, he wrote the following poem, What Then?:
"His chosen comrades thought at school
He must grow a famous man;
He thought the same and lived by rule,
All his twenties crammed with toil;
'What then?' sang Plato's ghost. 'What then?'

Everything he wrote was read,
After certain years he won
Sufficient money for his need,
Friends that have been friends indeed;
'What then?' sang Plato's ghost. ' What then?'

All his happier dreams came true -
A small old house, wife, daughter, son,
Grounds where plum and cabbage grew,
poets and Wits about him drew;
'What then.?' sang Plato's ghost. 'What then?'

The work is done,' grown old he thought,
'According to my boyish plan;
Let the fools rage, I swerved in naught,
Something to perfection brought';
But louder sang that ghost, 'What then?' "
his idealistic thoughts and his love for the world is shown very thoroughly in his poems, which is an insight quite ahead of his time. he is somehow old fashioned to have been using a lot of biblical content in his poems, but not so much that the bible ruins his work, instead, he is the perfect embodiment of which Nietzsche would call "slave morality", which he favours all the unearthly goods over the earthly goods, and for the sake of humanity in our times, it seems to be a better direction to head rather than power, fame, and prosperity.