My Soul: I summon to the winding ancient stair;
Set all your mind upon the steep ascent,
Upon the broken, crumbling battlement,
Upon the breathless starlit air,
...
Read full text
A Dialogue of Self and Soul is one of the greatest poems in the English language.
........this write is so full of meaning....definitely needs to be read more than once....enjoyed...
A nice poem to read and reread. Good for the soul to go back to Yeats
If you're gonna be enough of a jackass to imply that your mind is already so enlightened that to open it any further is an extraordinary feat, at least learn how to use the word is properly. People like Amy are why arty people are justifiably despised.
This poem is opens my mind a little wider than it already is. I have to say that I have written some poetry while I was under the influence and have referred to myself as, 'Deaf, Dumb, and Blind'. I also ADORED the part where Yeats says.' I {Is} from the {Ought} or I {Knower} from the I {Known}'. That was masterfully written. It reminds me of saying, 'Should of Could of Would of'. I just wanted to express my appreciation for this work of art. Thanks
Lines like... I summon to the winding ancient stair; Set all your mind upon the steep ascent, Upon the broken, crumbling battlement, Upon the breathless starlit air, ........... are the kinds of lines that linger like an echo in your mind.