A Woman Homer Sung (by William Butler Yeats)
Yeats [by George Charles Beresford, 1911]
A Woman Homer Sung
by William Butler Yeats
from The Green Helmet and Other Poems (Dundrum: Cuala Press, 1910)
If any man drew near
When I was young,
I thought, "He holds her dear,'
And shook with hate and fear.
But O! 'twas bitter wrong
If he could pass her by
With an indifferent eye.
Whereon I wrote and wrought,
And now, being grey,
I dream that I have brought
To such a pitch my thought
That coming time can say,
"He shadowed in a glass
What thing her body was.'
For she had fiery blood
When I was young,
And trod so sweetly proud
As 'twere upon a cloud,
A woman Homer sung,
That life and letters seem
But an heroic dream.
When I was young,
I thought, "He holds her dear,'
And shook with hate and fear.
But O! 'twas bitter wrong
If he could pass her by
With an indifferent eye.
Whereon I wrote and wrought,
And now, being grey,
I dream that I have brought
To such a pitch my thought
That coming time can say,
"He shadowed in a glass
What thing her body was.'
For she had fiery blood
When I was young,
And trod so sweetly proud
As 'twere upon a cloud,
A woman Homer sung,
That life and letters seem
But an heroic dream.
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Posted by Jesus Crisis at 11/22/2011 10:09 AM 
Categories: British, Poetry, Irish, Yeats (William Butler), 1900s
Tags: The Green Helmet and Other Poems 1910 W.B. Yeats William Butler Yeats Irish Poetry Irish Literature British Literature British Poetry
Categories: British, Poetry, Irish, Yeats (William Butler), 1900s
Tags: The Green Helmet and Other Poems 1910 W.B. Yeats William Butler Yeats Irish Poetry Irish Literature British Literature British Poetry
men see the world through their eyes... women I think see it through their hearts...
perhaps this is why sometimes our paths diverge.
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We are all looking and living through the lens of our mind - both men and women, as we've been taught - even if we interpret it as "eyes" or "heart". Divergence, therefore, can only be simply a word expressing different possibilities of the mind.
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