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Men Improve With The Years


By William Butler Yeats



 

I am worn out with dreams;
A weather-worn, marble triton
Among the streams;
And all day long I look
Upon this lady's beauty
As though I had found in a book
A pictured beauty,
pleased to have filled the eyes
Or the discerning ears,
Delighted to be but wise,
For men improve with the years;
And yet, and yet,
Is this my dream, or the truth?
O would that we had met
When I had my burning youth!
But I grow old among dreams,
A weather-worn, marble triton
Among the streams.



 

William Butler Yeats (1865-1939) was born in Dublin, Ireland, on 13th June 1865 but moved to Chiswick, London in 1867 due to his fathers career as a lawyer and did not return to Ireland until 1881, where he studied at the Metropolitan School of Art. In 1885 Yeats had his first poems published in the Dublin University Review, before returning with his family to Chiswick in 1887. In 1889 he met his great love, Maud Gonne (1866-1953), who became the subject of his early love poetry, but she was to marry Major John MacBride in 1903, which was the inspiration of his poem, No Second Troy.

At the beginning of 1917, he purchased the Norman stone tower, (Thoor Ballylee) near Coole Park and restored the derelict building into a summer house and central symbol in some of his later poetry. October in the same year saw his marriage to Georgie Hyde-Lees. He was awarded the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1923; and throughout his life also wrote many articles, and short stories including the controversial Oxford Book of Modern Verse (1936). W B Yeats died at the Hotel Ideal Sejour in 1939 and was buried in Menton, France but his coffin was later moved to Druncliff in Sligo, Ireland in 1948.


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Editor's Note - I really like the lyricism and sentiment in this poem. I also LOVE the title seeing as I turned 31 not so long back! It turned out to be a prescient title for W B Yeats as this was written in 1919, and in 1923 he received the Nobel Prize for Literature. So, he may well have 'grown old among his dreams'; but they turned out to be rather compelling ones. You can read lots more information about W B Yeats here on the Nobel Foundation website.

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