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Supernatural Songs Analysis

Author: poem of William Butler Yeats Type: poem Views: 36

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I. Ribh at the Tomb of Baile and Aillinn

Because you have found me in the pitch-dark night

With open book you ask me what I do.

Mark and digest my tale, carry it afar

To those that never saw this tonsured head

Nor heard this voice that ninety years have cracked.

Of Baile and Aillinn you need not speak,

All know their tale, all know what leaf and twig,

What juncture of the apple and the yew,

Surmount their bones; but speak what none have heard.

The miracle that gave them such a death

Transfigured to pure substance what had once

Been bone and sinew; when such bodies join

There is no touching here, nor touching there,

Nor straining joy, but whole is joined to whole;

For the intercourse of angels is a light

Where for its moment both seem lost, consumed.

Here in the pitch-dark atmosphere above

The trembling of the apple and the yew,

Here on the anniversary of their death,

The anniversary of their first embrace,

Those lovers, purified by tragedy,

Hurry into each other's arms; these eyes,

By water, herb and solitary prayer

Made aquiline, are open to that light.

Though somewhat broken by the leaves, that light

Lies in a circle on the grass; therein

I turn the pages of my holy book.

II. Ribh denounces Patrick

An abstract Greek absurdity has crazed the man -

Recall that masculine Trinity.  Man, woman, child

        (daughter or son),

That's how all natural or supernatural stories run.

Natural and supernatural with the self-same ring are wed.

As man, as beast, as an ephemeral fly begets, Godhead begets


For things below are copies, the Great Smaragdine Tablet said.

Yet all must copy copies, all increase their kind;

When the conflagration of their passion sinks, damped by the

        body or the mind,

That juggling nature mounts, her coil in their embraces


The mirror-scaled serpent is multiplicity,

But all that run in couples, on earth, in flood or air, share God that is but three,

And could beget or bear themselves could they but love as He.

III. Ribh in Ecstasy

What matter that you understood no word!

Doubtless I spoke or sang what I had heard

In broken sentences.  My soul had found

All happiness in its own cause or ground.

Godhead on Godhead in sexual spasm begot

Godhead.  Some shadow fell.  My soul forgot

Those amorous cries that out of quiet come

And must the common round of day resume.

IV. There

There all the barrel-hoops are knit,

There all the serpent-tails are bit,

There all the gyres converge in one,

There all the planets drop in the Sun.

V. Ribh considers Christian Love insufficient

Why should I seek for love or study it?

It is of God and passes human wit.

I study hatred with great diligence,

For that's a passion in my own control,

A sort of besom that can clear the soul

Of everything that is not mind or sense.

Why do I hate man, woman or event?

That is a light my jealous soul has sent.

From terror and deception freed it can

Discover impurities, can show at last

How soul may walk when all such things are past,

How soul could walk before such things began.

Then my delivered soul herself shall learn

A darker knowledge and in hatred turn

From every thought of God mankind has had.

Thought is a garment and the soul's a bride

That cannot in that trash and tinsel hide:

Hatred of God may bring the soul to God.

At stroke of midnight soul cannot endure

A bodily or mental furniture.

What can she take until her Master give!

Where can she look until He make the show!

What can she know until He bid her know!

How can she live till in her blood He live!

VI. He and She

As the moon sidles up

Must she sidle up,

As trips the scared moon

Away must she trip:

'His light had struck me blind

Dared I stop".

She sings as the moon sings:

'I am I, am I;

The greater grows my light

The further that I fly.'

All creation shivers

With that sweet cry.

VII. What Magic Drum?

He holds him from desire, all but stops his breathing lest

primordial Motherhood forsake his limbs, the child no longer


Drinking joy as it were milk upon his breast.

Through light-obliterating garden foliage what magic drum?

Down limb and breast or down that glimmering belly move

        his mouth and sinewy tongue.

What from the forest came? What beast has licked its young?

VIII. Whence had they come?

Eternity is passion, girl or boy

Cry at the onset of their sexual joy

'For ever and for ever'; then awake

Ignorant what Dramatis personae spake;

A passion-driven exultant man sings out

Sentences that he has never thought;

The Flagellant lashes those submissive loins

Ignorant what that dramatist enjoins,

What master made the lash.  Whence had they come,

The hand and lash that beat down frigid Rome?

What sacred drama through her body heaved

When world-transforming Charlemagne was conceived?

IX. The Four Ages of Man

He with body waged a fight,

But body won; it walks upright.

Then he struggled with the heart;

Innocence and peace depart.

Then he struggled with the mind;

His proud heart he left behind.

Now his wars on God begin;

At stroke of midnight God shall win.

X. Conjunctions

If Jupiter and Saturn meet,

What a cop of mummy wheat!

The sword's a cross; thereon He died:

On breast of Mars the goddess sighed.

XI. A Needle's Eye

All the stream that's roaring by

Came out of a needle's eye;

Things unborn, things that are gone,

From needle's eye still goad it on.

XII. Meru

Civilisation is hooped together, brought

Under a mle, under the semblance of peace

By manifold illusion; but man's life is thought,

And he, despite his terror, cannot cease

Ravening through century after century,

Ravening, raging, and uprooting that he may come

Into the desolation of reality:

Egypt and Greece, good-bye, and good-bye, Rome!

Hermits upon Mount Meru or Everest,

Caverned in night under the drifted snow,

Or where that snow and winter's dreadful blast

Beat down upon their naked bodies, know

That day brings round the night, that before dawn

His glory and his monuments are gone.


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