The Poet Pleads With The Elemental Powers

A beautifully written poem by William Butler Yeats.

This poem was executed with such a unique scramble of words that it shines pure art. He is a mastermind at word play with a terminology that paints a vivid picture.

I read his poems and get a sense of nostalgia, a glimpse of an era I can only travel to in readings. It is impossible not to fall in love with the way he is able to use the charm in all his words.

One of my favorite quotes by William Butler Yeats: Think like a wise man but communicate in the language of the people.

The Poet Pleads With The Elemental Powers by William Butler Yeats.

THE Powers whose name and shape no living creature knows
Have pulled the Immortal Rose;
And though the Seven Lights bowed in their dance and wept,
The Polar Dragon slept,
His heavy rings uncoiled from glimmering deep to deep:
When will he wake from sleep?
Great Powers of falling wave and wind and windy fire,
With your harmonious choir
Encircle her I love and sing her into peace,
That my old care may cease;
Unfold your flaming wings and cover out of sight
The nets of day and night.
Dim powers of drowsy thought, let her no longer be
Like the pale cup of the sea,
When winds have gathered and sun and moon burned dim
Above its cloudy rim;
But let a gentle silence wrought with music flow
Whither her footsteps go.

William Butler Yeats

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