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When You Are Old Analysis
Author: poem of William Butler Yeats Type: poem Views: 28
When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;
How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim Soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;
And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.
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it is an amazing poem and that happened to many people like the poet himself so people must apreciate the same moment
| Posted on 2009-11-18 | by a guest
it is an amazing poem and that happened to many people like the poet himself so people must apreciate the same moment
| Posted on 2009-11-18 | by a guest
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This poem is beautiful and Yeats was a beautiful poet. The speaker (a man) wrote a poem to a girl he loves at the present day. He is telling her to look into the future when she is old and full of sleep (tired and old) and from that she'll look back (at this moment) at what she missed out. He says, that for her beauty and grace many have loved her (quite a popular girl) but that his love is truer; he loves her unconditionally, inside and outside. In the end he talks about the love fleeing away because of rejection. That is the consequence of her rejection. The poet himself was rejected by the same woman many times; so this could be about that..
| Posted on 2009-06-08 | by a guest
This poem is beautiful and Yeats was a beautiful poet. The speaker (a man) wrote a poem to a girl he loves at the present day. He is telling her to look into the future when she is old and full of sleep (tired and old) and from that she'll look back (at this moment) at what she missed out. He says, that for her beauty and grace many have loved her (quite a popular girl) but that his love is truer; he loves her unconditionally, inside and outside. In the end he talks about the love fleeing away because of rejection. That is the consequence of her rejection. The poet himself was rejected by the same woman many times; so this could be about that..
| Posted on 2009-06-08 | by a guest
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lets all make love and discuss the poem in a state of post coital perceptiveness
| Posted on 2009-05-28 | by a guest
lets all make love and discuss the poem in a state of post coital perceptiveness
| Posted on 2009-05-28 | by a guest
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i think there are multiple fluid meanings to the text, and thats why the poem is powerful and maintains its dramatic tension. i guess the last bit is either about death or lost opportunities through unrequited love
| Posted on 2009-02-17 | by a guest
i think there are multiple fluid meanings to the text, and thats why the poem is powerful and maintains its dramatic tension. i guess the last bit is either about death or lost opportunities through unrequited love
| Posted on 2009-02-17 | by a guest
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Yeats is pleading with Gonne in this poem to take him as her true love. A desperate plea before it is too late and he hides among the stars and she is too old.
| Posted on 2009-02-09 | by a guest
Yeats is pleading with Gonne in this poem to take him as her true love. A desperate plea before it is too late and he hides among the stars and she is too old.
| Posted on 2009-02-09 | by a guest
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A woman looking back on her life and thinking about all the things that have faded away, lost love and how few loved her for who she truly was on her long journey through life. In the end she is reminded of how love fled. "Hid is face among a crowd of stars" makes me think of possibly her loves death.
| Posted on 2009-01-04 | by a guest
A woman looking back on her life and thinking about all the things that have faded away, lost love and how few loved her for who she truly was on her long journey through life. In the end she is reminded of how love fled. "Hid is face among a crowd of stars" makes me think of possibly her loves death.
| Posted on 2009-01-04 | by a guest
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This is poem to Maude Gonne who Yeats loved desparately. He had just proposed to her and she said no. This poem is almost a warning that she will grow old without love which she could have had. He says that lots of people loved her for her looks (she was an actress) but he loved her for who she really was (the pilgrim soul). Pilgrim is chosen to represent the journey through age that he would have loved her through.The last line is an oxymoron. The night sky is usually a very romantic thing but his love tries to hide in it away and out of the reach of Maude Gonne.
| Posted on 2008-11-26 | by a guest
This is poem to Maude Gonne who Yeats loved desparately. He had just proposed to her and she said no. This poem is almost a warning that she will grow old without love which she could have had. He says that lots of people loved her for her looks (she was an actress) but he loved her for who she really was (the pilgrim soul). Pilgrim is chosen to represent the journey through age that he would have loved her through.The last line is an oxymoron. The night sky is usually a very romantic thing but his love tries to hide in it away and out of the reach of Maude Gonne.
| Posted on 2008-11-26 | by a guest
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This is aq man talking to his wife and telling her that when she is old she should remember all the great things that happened to her and all the [people that loved her and she should also remember how he was the one that loved her on the inside (her soul). Then he says when you sit down and think an=bout it you remember how he got rejected how love fled.
| Posted on 2008-09-23 | by a guest
This is aq man talking to his wife and telling her that when she is old she should remember all the great things that happened to her and all the [people that loved her and she should also remember how he was the one that loved her on the inside (her soul). Then he says when you sit down and think an=bout it you remember how he got rejected how love fled.
| Posted on 2008-09-23 | by a guest
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When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;
How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim Soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;
And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.
| Posted on 2008-02-05 | by a guest
When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;
How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim Soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;
And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.
| Posted on 2008-02-05 | by a guest
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When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;
How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim Soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;
And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.
| Posted on 2007-05-02 | by a guest
When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;
How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim Soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;
And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.
| Posted on 2007-05-02 | by a guest
.: poem :.
When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;
How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim Soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;
And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.
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| Posted on 2007-05-02 | by a guest
When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;
How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim Soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;
And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.
.
| Posted on 2007-05-02 | by a guest
.: poem :.
When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;
How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim Soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;
And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.
.
| Posted on 2007-05-02 | by a guest
When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;
How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim Soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;
And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.
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| Posted on 2007-05-02 | by a guest
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