W.B. Yeats

Biography

William Butler Yeats, commonly known as W.B. Yeats, was born on June 13, 1865, in Sandymount, County Dublin, Ireland. He was the eldest child of John Butler Yeats, an artist, and Susan Mary Pollexfen, a member of a wealthy Anglo-Irish family. Yeats grew up in a creative and intellectually stimulating environment, surrounded by artists, writers, and intellectuals, which deeply influenced his own literary endeavors.

From a young age, Yeats demonstrated a keen interest in poetry and the occult. He was heavily influenced by the Irish folk tales and legends told to him by his mother and the Celtic Revival, a movement that sought to promote a renewed interest in Ireland's cultural heritage. These influences shaped Yeats's early poetic style, characterized by its mysticism, symbolism, and connection to the supernatural.

Yeats co-founded the Irish Literary Theatre in 1899, which later became the Abbey Theatre, Dublin's most famous cultural institution. Through his involvement in the theatre, Yeats played a crucial role in the Irish Literary Revival, a movement aimed at reviving Irish literary heritage and promoting Irish nationalism through literature and drama.

Yeats's poetry underwent a profound transformation over the course of his career. In his early years, he was heavily influenced by the Pre-Raphaelites and the Symbolist movement, which is reflected in his collections such as "The Wind Among the Reeds" (1899) and "The Tower" (1928). However, as Yeats matured, his poetry evolved to engage more directly with political and social themes, especially in response to the political turmoil in Ireland during the early 20th century.

One of Yeats's most famous works is "The Second Coming," written in the aftermath of World War I. The poem reflects Yeats's disillusionment with the modern world and his belief in the cyclical nature of history. Its famous lines, "Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold," have since become emblematic of the uncertainties and anxieties of the 20th century.

Yeats was awarded the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1923, making him the first Irishman to receive the prestigious award. The Nobel Committee praised Yeats for his poetic mastery and his contribution to the revival of Irish poetry and drama. The award brought international acclaim to Yeats and solidified his reputation as one of the greatest poets of the 20th century.

Throughout his life, Yeats was deeply involved in Irish politics and was a staunch advocate for Irish nationalism and independence. He served as a senator in the newly formed Irish Free State from 1922 to 1928, using his position to promote Irish culture and protect the rights of artists and writers. Yeats's political activism and his commitment to Irish identity are evident in many of his later poems and plays.

Yeats's legacy endures to this day, with his poetry continuing to captivate readers and scholars around the world. His influence on modernist poetry and Irish literature is immeasurable, and his exploration of themes such as love, death, spirituality, and the nature of art remains as relevant and thought-provoking as ever. W.B. Yeats passed away on January 28, 1939, in Menton, France, leaving behind a rich and timeless body of work that continues to inspire and resonate with audiences worldwide.

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  • When You Are Old"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.
  • Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,Enwrought with golden and silver light,The blue and the dim and the dark clothsOf night and light and the half light,I would spread the cloths under your feet:But I, being poor, have only my dreams;I have spread my dreams under your feet;Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
  • 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.
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