Sailing to Byzantium

26 11 2006

 

That is no country for old men. The young

In one another’s arms, birds in the trees –

Those dying generations – at their song,

The salmon-falls, the mackerel-crowded seas,

Fish, flesh, or fowl, commend all summer long

Whatever is begotten, born, and dies.

Caught in that sensual music all neglect

Monuments of unageing intellect.

An aged man is but a paltry thing,

A tattered coat upon a stick, unless

Soul clap its hands and sing, and louder sing

For every tatter in its mortal dress,

Nor is there singing school but studying

Monuments of its own magnificence;

And therefore I have sailed the seas and come

To the holy city of Byzantium.

O sages standing in God’s holy fire

As in the gold mosaic of a wall,

Come from the holy fire, perne in a gyre,

And be the singing-masters of my soul.

Consume my heart away; sick with desire

And fastened to a dying animal

It knows not what it is; and gather me

Into the artifice of eternity.

Once out of nature I shall never take

My bodily form from any natural thing,

But such a form as Grecian goldsmiths make

Of hammered gold and gold enamelling

To keep a drowsy Emperor awake;

Or set upon a golden bough to sing

To lords and ladies of Byzantium

Of what is past, or passing, or to come.

William Butler Yeats

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4 responses

27 11 2006
imogen88

I adore, adore, adore this, and have for years.

27 11 2006
traveller2006

what a perfect way to start your grand tour

29 11 2006
Heather Blakey

The Byzantium city of Mystra was one of the most beautiful places we visited in Greece. Memories of clambering down the narrow pathways drift back, amid the smell of olive leaves.

4 12 2006
gailkav

How wonderful to read this again.

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