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  <title><![CDATA[The Collected Poems of W.B. Yeats]]></title>
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  <default_description>William Butler Yeats, whom many consider this century's greatest poet, began as a bard of the Celtic Twilight, reviving legends and Rosicrucian symbols. By the early 1900s, however, he was moving away from plush romanticism, his verse morphing from the incantatory rhythms of &quot;I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree&quot; into lyrics &quot;as cold and passionate as the dawn.&quot; At every stage, however, Yeats plays a multiplicity of poetic roles. There is the romantic lover of &quot;When You Are Old&quot; and &quot;A Poet to His Beloved&quot; (&quot;I bring you with reverent Hands / The books of my numberless dreams...&quot;). And there are the far more bitter celebrations of Maud Gonne, who never accepted his love and engaged in too much politicking for his taste:
&lt;p&gt;
Why should I blame her that she filled my days
With misery, or that she would of late
Have taught to ignorant men most violent ways,
Or hurled the little streets upon the great,
Had they but courage equal to desire?
&lt;/p&gt;
There is also the poet of conscience &amp;#8211; and confrontation. His 1931 &quot;Remorse for Intemperate Speech&quot; ends: 
&lt;p&gt;
Out of Ireland have we come.
Great hatred, little room,
Maimed us at the start.
I carried from my mother's womb
A fanatic heart.
&lt;/p&gt;
Yeats was to explore several more sides of himself, and of Ireland, before his &lt;i&gt;Last Poems&lt;/i&gt; of 1938&amp;#8211;39. Many are difficult, some snobbish, others occult and spiritualist. As Brendan Kennelly writes, Yeats &quot;produces both poppycock and sublimity in verse, sometimes closely together.&quot; On the other hand, many prophetic masterworks are poppycock-free &amp;#8211; for example, &quot;The Second Coming&quot; 
&lt;p&gt;
Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world...
&lt;/p&gt;
and such inquiries into inspiration as &quot;Among School Children&quot; (&quot;O body swayed to music, O brightening glance, / How can we know the dancer from the dance?&quot;). And at his best, Yeats extends the meaning of love poetry beyond the obviously romantic: love becomes a revolutionary emotion, attaching the poet to friends, history, and the passionate life of the mind. &lt;i&gt; &amp;#8211; Kerry Fried&lt;/i&gt;</default_description>
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  <original_publication_year type="integer">1989</original_publication_year>
  <original_title>The Collected Poems of W.B. Yeats</original_title>
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      <name><![CDATA[William Butler Yeats]]></name>
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    <body><![CDATA[The reason everyone digs Shakespeare is not because he was the greatest writer in the modern English language, or because he was even the greatest playwright, but because he had a nice way of putting things, and people like to apply his pithy sentiments to their own lives.  This is stupid, and I've ...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/22947475">more...</a>]]></body>
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    <body><![CDATA[I still cannot read 'The Lake Isle of Innisfree' without being transported to another (better) place. Yeats' integral contains amazing verses such as 'When you are old and grey and full of sleep,' and poems such as 'An Irish Airman Foresees His Death' which I cannot resist to quote below. The only p...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/45266084">more...</a>]]></body>
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    <body><![CDATA[If Yeats had only ever written the &quot;Circus Animals' Desertion,&quot; he would be remembered as a fine poet. If he had written that and &quot;Nineteen Hundred and Nineteen&quot; he would be remembered as one of the greatest Irish poets. If he had written both of those and &quot;Lapis Lazuli&quot;...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/70513599">more...</a>]]></body>
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    <body><![CDATA[Aaah W.B, you were my first love! The first poet that ever made me cry real tears purely from the beauty of words. I travelled from the other side of the world to visit your grave and leave you flowers as thanks. <br/>It is very hard to pick a favourite poem but if pressed on the subject I guess it...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/55354499">more...</a>]]></body>
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    <body><![CDATA[He's conceited. He's an elitist. He's sexist. He's more than a little crazy. But he's also a genius so we'll forgive him all that. <br/><br/>That's what my Yeats teacher told me anyways!]]></body>
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    <body><![CDATA[I case you were wondering where that odd book and movie title came from. Yeats poetry has give titles and quotes to a great many plays music and movies. <br/><br/>He was sexist, egocentric, pessimistic and a genius. Wonderful things for a poet.<br/><br/>&quot;That is no country for old men.  The...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/67081317">more...</a>]]></body>
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    <body><![CDATA[my favorite poet (and writer/philosopher). yeats' range is unrivaled, and his scope as a thinker, feeler, and man of a the modern world is so wonderfully inspiring and insightful.<br/><br/>like the rest of the modern poets, yeats has little hope for mankind-- which he views as largely self-interes...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/73654272">more...</a>]]></body>
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    <body><![CDATA[Hands down the best poet that ever lived. I know anyone reading this automatically will tell themselves or rather tell me: What about Shakespeare? I guess I see Mr. Shakespeare as more of a dramatist than a poet, although many of his poetic selections are unrivaled, Yeats is a more complete poet. Th...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/76082916">more...</a>]]></body>
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    <body><![CDATA[My favorite poet, though he shares that spot with Eliot.  This is the most comprehensive edition of his poems available in major bookstores, a fact that I can attest to after having to track it down twice after giving my copies away.  <br/><br/>Yeats' meditations on aging are by far my favorite - ...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/41363617">more...</a>]]></body>
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    <body><![CDATA[why should not old men be mad?<br/><br/>Perhaps only because they have Yeats to guide them through. He made being a grumpy old drunk obsessed with mythology and younger women cool way before Bukowski and Jack Nicholson. I'd love to say his words moved me deeply (and perhaps they did, at that) but ...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/77183249">more...</a>]]></body>
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    <body><![CDATA[I loved Yeats when I was in high school.  By the time I got to college I had lumped him with Keats and Shelley, (unfair since he came along later and never reached their lock-up-your-daughters playa status) as trivial poets who wrote, at least partially, to get their hands up petticoats.  My mistake...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/65649825">more...</a>]]></body>
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    <body><![CDATA[This is a great edition, in that it has his poetry seperated out by the different books. Definitely helps when doing an in depth seminar on the man. Yeats' poetry is as twisted at times as the gyres he's so fond of. He certainly makes my head spin, but they're wonderful if you like pouring over a fe...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/5287768">more...</a>]]></body>
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    <body><![CDATA[Without Yeats, Irish Literature would be nothing like what it is today.  Aside from revolutionizing the Irish theatre, his poetry is the best of the early 20th century, ranking alongside Eliot and far surpassing Hardy.  That Yeats was a bit of a weirdo is without doubt, if you think he wasn't, read ...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/32296741">more...</a>]]></body>
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    <body><![CDATA[As the daughter of an Irishman, of course I swoon for Yeats.  But I had to take it down a star because (1) I'm freaked out by how he's glaring at me on the cover and (2) it's a $20 paperback without so much as an introduction.  C'mon Scribner, formalism is so WWII.]]></body>
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    <body><![CDATA[HE WISHES FOR THE CLOTHS OF HEAVEN<br/><br/>HAD I the heavens' embroidered cloths,<br/>Enwrought with golden and silver light,<br/>The blue and the dim and the dark cloths<br/>Of night and light and the half-light,<br/>I would spread the cloths under your feet:<br/>But I, being poor, have onl...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/53265423">more...</a>]]></body>
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    <body><![CDATA[Some of Yeats' poetry absolutely drives me crazy because it's simply not that good.  However, the brilliant poems are so overwhelmingly extraordinary, I just sit there with mixed feelings of jealousy and awe.  &quot;The Second Coming&quot;, &quot;The Tower&quot;, &quot;Sailing to Byzantium&quot;, &quot;...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/52061132">more...</a>]]></body>
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    <body><![CDATA[Yeats seems to be following me around and single-handedly rousing my comatose poetic sensibilities. That's about as high as the praise gets from me.  ]]></body>
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    <body><![CDATA[one of my favorite poets.  he was so passionate about his rights and perfected this emotion with immaculate word flow.   &quot;a terrible beauty is born.&quot;]]></body>
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    <body><![CDATA[When I was a junior in college minoring in music, I had to give a Voice Recital. In between my sets, I had a friend in the theatre department read some Yeats poetry. Yeats' poetry was as rich with ambiance and depth as any of the arias I sang. <br/><br/>I was introduced to Yeats's poetry by the mo...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/59722132">more...</a>]]></body>
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    <body><![CDATA[Ah, Yeatsie! My copy of this is well oiled and floppy, and opens itself automatically to my favorites.]]></body>
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