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02 September 2010, 11:09 PM
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look what i found today.
I found an old poetry primer that my dad used in the 40s. they just dont get old do they?
THE STOLEN CHILD
WHERE dips the rocky highland
Of Sleuth Wood in the lake,
There lies a leafy island
Where flapping herons wake
The drowsy water-rats ;
There we've hid our faery vats,
Full of berries,
And of reddest stolen cherries.
Come away, human child !
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand.
For the world's more full of weeping than
you can understand.
Where the wave of moonlight glosses
The dim grey sands with light,
Far off by furthest Rosses
We foot it all the night,
Weaving olden dances,
Mingling hands and mingling glances
Till the moon has taken flight ;
To and fro we leap
And chase the frothy bubbles,
While the world is full of troubles
And is anxious in its sleep.
Come away, O human child !
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand.
For the world's more full of weeping than
you can understand.
Where the wandering water gushes
From the hills above Glen-Car,
In pools among the rushes
That scarce could bathe a star,
We seek for slumbering trout,
And whispering in their ears
Give them unquiet dreams ;
Leaning softly out
From ferns that drop their tears
Over the young streams.
Come away, human child !
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand.
For the world's more full of weeping than
you can understand.
Away with us he's going,
The solemn-eyed :
He'll hear no more the lowing
Of the calves on the warm hillside ;
Or the kettle on the hob
Sing peace into his breast,
Or see the brown mice bob
Round and round the oatmeal-chest.
For he comes, the human child,
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand.
From a world more full of weeping than
he can umderstand
William Butler Yeats.
THE STOLEN CHILD
WHERE dips the rocky highland
Of Sleuth Wood in the lake,
There lies a leafy island
Where flapping herons wake
The drowsy water-rats ;
There we've hid our faery vats,
Full of berries,
And of reddest stolen cherries.
Come away, human child !
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand.
For the world's more full of weeping than
you can understand.
Where the wave of moonlight glosses
The dim grey sands with light,
Far off by furthest Rosses
We foot it all the night,
Weaving olden dances,
Mingling hands and mingling glances
Till the moon has taken flight ;
To and fro we leap
And chase the frothy bubbles,
While the world is full of troubles
And is anxious in its sleep.
Come away, O human child !
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand.
For the world's more full of weeping than
you can understand.
Where the wandering water gushes
From the hills above Glen-Car,
In pools among the rushes
That scarce could bathe a star,
We seek for slumbering trout,
And whispering in their ears
Give them unquiet dreams ;
Leaning softly out
From ferns that drop their tears
Over the young streams.
Come away, human child !
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand.
For the world's more full of weeping than
you can understand.
Away with us he's going,
The solemn-eyed :
He'll hear no more the lowing
Of the calves on the warm hillside ;
Or the kettle on the hob
Sing peace into his breast,
Or see the brown mice bob
Round and round the oatmeal-chest.
For he comes, the human child,
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand.
From a world more full of weeping than
he can umderstand
William Butler Yeats.
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@ splicer
no i just like certain poetry, why is that bad?
@camoscooby
back in the 40s when my dad was at school these were text books. a "primer" is like an introduction to a subject. it is used in class like kids nowadays use biology, physics and english text books. back then they did poetry class, latin class and what was called classics. changed times now though. dumbing down for 'O' and 'A' levels.
I doubt if any kids today could describe poetry, the mechanics of poetry, or even name some classic poets like Keats, Wordsworth, Milton et al.
no i just like certain poetry, why is that bad?
@camoscooby
back in the 40s when my dad was at school these were text books. a "primer" is like an introduction to a subject. it is used in class like kids nowadays use biology, physics and english text books. back then they did poetry class, latin class and what was called classics. changed times now though. dumbing down for 'O' and 'A' levels.
I doubt if any kids today could describe poetry, the mechanics of poetry, or even name some classic poets like Keats, Wordsworth, Milton et al.
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back then they did poetry class, latin class and what was called classics. changed times now though. dumbing down for 'O' and 'A' levels.
I doubt if any kids today could describe poetry, the mechanics of poetry, or even name some classic poets like Keats, Wordsworth, Milton et al.
So you or your dad got taught using poetry primers? Do tell us exactly what we should be appreciating in this poetry?
Describe the techniques used please.
Same for yourself Les - would love to know what makes this piece special to you both.
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03 September 2010, 05:40 PM
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you have to first understand where Keats was coming from. Ireland's mythos with faerie and divine beings dates back some 8 - 10000 years. Ireland had a vibrant, sophisticated culture 5000 years before the Egyptians. They were building precisely measured out grave sites for their kings and queens that were mathematically exacting to coincide with winter and summer solstices.
the "chorus" if you will reminds us of that time and of nature and of what we have lost.
for me, look at the words, think about the words. look at the descriptions he uses.
"drowsy water rats, flapping herons, faery vats"
2nd and 3rd stanzas relate to where Keats grew up in Sligo. the beach at night with revellers "chasing the frothy bubbles" makes you think of a certain freedom he had as a child growing up while he is free from "the troubled sleep of the world", catching trout while "whispering in their ears". the words are almost hypnotic and could almost transport you away to that river bank with the ferns that "drop their tears" over the stream. it all describes an innocence of childhood that is "stolen" or lost.
the fourth stanza with its mundane farm descriptions again bring you back to a time before industry and the hustle and bustle, when life was slower in rural Ireland.
Now I don't pretend to be any great commentary on poetry but I feel the world would be a little bit more empty if we didn't have writing like this to pull us out of our mundane existence even if it is only for half an hour.
the "chorus" if you will reminds us of that time and of nature and of what we have lost.
for me, look at the words, think about the words. look at the descriptions he uses.
"drowsy water rats, flapping herons, faery vats"
2nd and 3rd stanzas relate to where Keats grew up in Sligo. the beach at night with revellers "chasing the frothy bubbles" makes you think of a certain freedom he had as a child growing up while he is free from "the troubled sleep of the world", catching trout while "whispering in their ears". the words are almost hypnotic and could almost transport you away to that river bank with the ferns that "drop their tears" over the stream. it all describes an innocence of childhood that is "stolen" or lost.
the fourth stanza with its mundane farm descriptions again bring you back to a time before industry and the hustle and bustle, when life was slower in rural Ireland.
Now I don't pretend to be any great commentary on poetry but I feel the world would be a little bit more empty if we didn't have writing like this to pull us out of our mundane existence even if it is only for half an hour.
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@ splicer
no i just like certain poetry, why is that bad?
@camoscooby
back in the 40s when my dad was at school these were text books. a "primer" is like an introduction to a subject. it is used in class like kids nowadays use biology, physics and english text books. back then they did poetry class, latin class and what was called classics. changed times now though. dumbing down for 'O' and 'A' levels.
I doubt if any kids today could describe poetry, the mechanics of poetry, or even name some classic poets like Keats, Wordsworth, Milton et al.
no i just like certain poetry, why is that bad?
@camoscooby
back in the 40s when my dad was at school these were text books. a "primer" is like an introduction to a subject. it is used in class like kids nowadays use biology, physics and english text books. back then they did poetry class, latin class and what was called classics. changed times now though. dumbing down for 'O' and 'A' levels.
I doubt if any kids today could describe poetry, the mechanics of poetry, or even name some classic poets like Keats, Wordsworth, Milton et al.
.I used to love poetry when I was a kid. Spent hours in the library, back in the olden days. That was when they were proper libraries, with parquet flooring and wooden bookcases, and lovely old highly polished tables and chairs, and there were no kids running around screaming, because you had to be QUIET!
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04 September 2010, 04:30 AM
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jg-oJKYIinQ
One of my all time favourite albums
Words of beauty, which reminds me of another Yeats verse quoted in a musical lyric. Spandau Ballet sang 'What a terrible beauty we've made' in 'Through the barricades' in reference to the troubles in Ireland. The quote is from Yeats 'Easter' about the Easter uprising.
One of my all time favourite albums
Words of beauty, which reminds me of another Yeats verse quoted in a musical lyric. Spandau Ballet sang 'What a terrible beauty we've made' in 'Through the barricades' in reference to the troubles in Ireland. The quote is from Yeats 'Easter' about the Easter uprising.
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I was never a big fan of the main-stream poets (best way I can think of describing them). I always preferred Robert Service with my favourites being 'The Shooting of Dan McGrew' and 'The Cremation of Sam Mcgee'. Great for recitals
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