He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven (reading + notes on meaning)
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- čas přidán 9. 09. 2024
- He Wishes for the cloths of Heaven is one of Ireland’s most popular poems. Here we read it to wonderful Celtic music and images of Ireland. plus photos of the author WB Yeats and the woman he wrote the poem for, Maud Gonne. We then explore its background and meaning, and how it was born out of W B Yeats’s unrequited love for Gonne, who was a famous, beautiful Irish actress.
He wishes for the Cloths of Heaven
Had I the heavens’ embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of 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.
The poem is most famous for the memorable line, “tread softly because you tread on my dreams,” which is one of the most quoted phrases from all of Yeats’s work.
Watch the video to hear the poem read together notes and analysis of its meaning and why it was written.
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Utterly utterly touching and affecting to one's Soul. i cannot even come close to describing its beauty.
Thank You.
It was lovely watching this video
One of my favourite poem.
My boy was the first poet friendzoned...RIP
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Sir Anthony Hopkins reads this in the movie
84 Charing Cross Road (1987).
Look for the scene.
Never a poem so trouching as this
To me his finest moment, the pinnacle, the mausoleum of his soul
Saludos y una excelente noche mi estimado colega, bye
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Good explanation👌
Thank you 🙂
The curse of, 'the one'.
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Poorly interpreted and badly read. Now lets get the second out of the way first.
It's not your fault. Anybody , who understands the nature of Northern Englishmen, knows that you are gifted in the art of misery. So think passion, think Celt.
If ya had any cliffs in Yorkshire, you'd make Beachy Head look like Blackpool.
And as for your interpretation...
You have the whiff of academia about you here. See the bit you may find unpalatable, is that she, Maud Gonne, fell in love with a gun slinging Irish Revolutionary. Perhaps the type that get looked down on. And rejected the soft love-lorn poet, which is perhaps something you admire and would like to be. I guess we all have our heros.
So let's cut this one free here.
When he says he is "poor", he means poor of masculinity. His "dream", is just that. He despair's of ever finding that masculinity. She doesn't value his poetic bravery. She wants a gunfight.
See she didn't want a poet. She chose a man. The most hardened of pistoleros, an Irish fighting man.
I believe that if life he thought he would find his masculinity through her and with her. But now he realizes that that is a dream. You can't find the man in you that way. And that is why the last line is almost like an order to her,, "Tread softly for you tread on my dreams",,, It is like an act of defiance from poet who has nothing to loose.
See I'm no expert but what we have here is the eternal question that all men ask. But here in a brilliant poetic way. And the question is
Why do the women love the bad boys?.
And when it came to bad boys, from the Transvaal to Tralee, John mac Bride was a hard shooting man and as bad as they came back then.
But as I said, I'm no expert, but it seems to me he got it all wrong. Or he just woke up.
The poetry stuff, it's all well and fine,, but hardly a substitute for
"My love. The revolution starts tomorrow at dawn.".
Only by being dressed in his heavenly clothing by passing from this life will ever take away the soul tie to this woman that will stay with him for the rest of his life on earth.
Thank you. Very interesting idea.
@@IrelandCallingDaily On your site i saw the name Keane. Back in 96 i dreamed a dream that started me down the road finding out out my Irish family. I am standing in a family mausoleum looking at the wall all the names are Keane my daddy is standing beside me and i know this name is very important to him his family Donovan and his childhood. When we go outside I grab my fathers arm to steady him he is an old man and when i grab his arm it is like steel i need him
grá taobh amháin is measa ní féidir leis an duine a d’fhulaing ach é a mhothúan fear sinrinne síneamhbhásmhar
Why is it more likely that he refers to the natural world? You fail to explain that. Should we just take your word for it?
The accent ruins it.
This is the worst enscription of this poem I have ever read.
Ask me anything...maybe I need to make the correct one.