He wishes for the clothes of heaven. W.B. Yeats. Could this be the best romantic poem of all time?
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"This thematic opposition was complicated by his early and lifelong love for a beautiful Irish terrorist, Maud Gonne. “I was 23 years old when the troubling of my life began,” Yeats writes in his Memoirs. In January 1889 she came to visit him in London, and he wrote: “I had never thought to see in a living woman so great a beauty.” For much of the rest of his life he would remain enamoured of her, and she would reject his proposals with the phrase, “The world should thank me for not marrying you.” She became the subject of his poetry, the reason he needed to write, communicate and succeed. “He wishes for the clothes of heaven” is clearly for her, and more specifically, in “Words,” he points out how he might have given up his entire career as a poet had she been able to understand him. Years later, despite his successful marriage, she was in his mind in lines like those in “After Long Silence,” “young we loved one another and were innocent.”"\n\nThe above extract is taken from the site below and explains the background to Yeats's poem.\nI would take exception to the description "beautiful Irish terrorist" (First of all she wasn't Irish but British)and would instead use "beautiful Irish Freedom fighter.
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In the eyes of love all words are a poem.
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Incidentally, the word is BLISS, not BLESS. Here's the whole poem:\n\n"Virtue, how frail it is!\nFriendship, too rare!\nLove, how it sells poor bliss\nFor proud despair!\nBut we, though soon they fall,\nSurvive their joy, and all\nWhich ours we call."\n\n\nThe lines in question seem to mean that love often begins with bliss and ends in despair. Love "sells" bliss by exchanging it for despair when love is gone. Good question.
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Awwwww that was a great poem if i was her I would like it. Girls always like that sweet love stuff and they really like it from a guy they date.
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Excellent poem. I printed it & hung it in my Living room wall.\n Thanks
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Although grammatically incorrect and lacking steady timbre, there is no doubt as to the feeling and emotion expressed in your poem. I don't know about your friend but if he or she read it I am sure that they would continue to be a friend for life. Good luck.
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that poem was so sweet im crying now\n\nu would be a great poet u have got a good talent :) xx
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William Butler Yeats.
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that is beautiful....can you help me write something for someone very special in my life, i belive he is my soulmate.
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Hiya.  Here's one of my own.  It's depressing, but happiness wasn't a prerequisit.  (By the way, you forgot the "Unstressed/stressed" syllable pattern!)\n\n"Sonnet of Mourning" by Sine Nomine\n\nIt pained me to see others sorely pained;\nLove bade me eagerly to take their stead,\nAnd were I thousand miles away, I strained\nTo loose the tie of anguish, loss and dread.\nNow as I sleep, please know I love you still.\nThough wordless glory crowns my aching heart,\nI'll never sleep and dare to dream until\nYou let me leave and to sweet Grace depart.\n\nDo not weigh down my restful mind with guilt\nThrough heavy tears and lasting mourning sighs,\nFor Heaven's like a finished patchwork quilt\nWith all God's blesséd knots securely tied.\n\nPlease hear my plead and let your crying cease.\nAs I love you, now let me be at peace.
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Fabulous idea.\n\nif i understood right you want to write a poem which expresses your man of dreams, in other words how you want the person you like to be. Its the best indirect message that can be given to a guy & might no hurt his pride\n\nPoem:\nthink of all the fun activities you would like to do\nthink of all the endearments you would like to hear\nplaces you would like to visit \n\nexpress in such a way that when one line potrays what you want to do, the next line shows how it would make you feel\n\nfor ex:\nseated in a bench with you beside\ni would feel more energized than if i were given a home in the moon to reside\n\nOne mere 'i love you my dear'\nfeels like i have traveled far & near\n\nemphasizing what you feel if given what you want will give enough hints for the guy to enact\n\nRemember you need not rhyme to make it sound like a poem. A poem takes its form when you express what you really feel
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Oh Yes ! Fully agreed ! My mind needs a Dry Cleaning or needs to be sent to Laundry !! It has become very dirty....especially after reading your poetry , except for the last stanza !!! You call it a Naughty ? I must say it was an erotic One !!!  Ha Ha Ha ....Nice one....Quite imaginative ! I liked it !
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It's an expression of the whole thesis of the poem -- "Thou still-unravished bride of quietness," etc.  Throughout the "Ode," Keats asserts that it's the imagination, not our expression of it, that is the most powerful.  (And of course, the irony is that this is one of the greatest expressions of imagination ever put to words.)\n\nThe idea is that a "heard melody" -- that is, music you hear -- may be sweet, but an "unheard melody" -- music you only imagine -- can be as sweet as your imagination wills it to be.  Keats took the notion from the paintings on a piece of Greek pottery, the figure of a man playing a syrinx (pipes of Pan) to a woman; because it's just an image of someone playing music, you can't hear what he was playing, but you can IMAGINE it to be as beautiful as you wish.\n\nThe middle and later portion of the "Ode" deals with another classical theme, that life is short and art endures -- the figures on the urn are "forever panting and forever young," while passion among the living leaves one with a heart "high-sorrowful and cloyed."  (To cloy, if it's an unfamiliar word, means to consume too much of something sweet, and by extension to have too much of any pleasure.)\n\nOne other phrase that gives modern readers fits:\n\n"O Attic shape! Fair attitude! With brede\nOf marble men and maidens overwrought..."\n\nIn this case, "Attic" is an ancient name for Greece; "attitude" doesn't refer to copping a 'tude, but to the angle and posture of the urn itself; "brede" is an old word for an embroidered pattern such as one might see on a tapestry; and "overwrought" in this case doesn't mean emotionally overwrought, but rather that the urn itself has been overlaid with a pattern, like a tapestry, of marble men and maidens.  \n\nFor my money, the key line in the poem, though, is:\n\n"...in midst of other woe/Than ours..."\n\nThat captures the ability shared by all great art -- music, literature, drama, sculpture, painting -- to pull me out of whatever funk I'm in at the moment, whatever piddling, temporary example of the thousand natural shocks that flesh is heir to that I am suffering, and remind me, as Keats says, that\n\n"Beauty is truth, truth beauty: that is all\nYe know on earth, and all ye need to know."\n\nThanks for asking. :-)
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Perfection in my Eyes\n\nAll I ever wanted was to be part of your heart,\nAnd for us to be together, to never be apart.\nNo one else in the world can even compare,\nYou're perfect and so is this love that we share.\nWe have so much more than I ever thought we would,\nI love you more than I ever thought I could.\nI promise to give you all I have to give,\nI'll do anything for you as long as I live.\nIn your eyes I see our present, our future and past,\nBy the way you look at me I know we will last.\nI hope that one day you'll come to realize,\nHow perfect you are when seen through my eyes.
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the poem is really touching..i loved it,,i know u are gonna give it to ur best friend who is upset with u for some resons..am i right??all the best,i know u'll definately get the problem solved and ur best friend will come back to u if she really understands ur feelings.
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It may appear to be a romantic poem, but it's an endearing sonnet for a male friend.
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It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.  Arise fair sun and kill the envious moon which is already sick and pale with grief.\nI just like it, I wish guys today could be more romantic...not in old english, of course, but something nice and poetic, not crude or some sexual inuendo.  Oh well.