His awareness of death is clear in his language, highlighting the desiccation of the woodland paths upon which he walks; the world around him serves as an ever-present reminder of his own mortality. Yeats is almost laughing at himself with the first stanza, which is reminiscent of his earlier works that sought understanding of the et Complement’7 each mm are AC anta r Could His us his Ian regular calm a sweeps_JH accountable; each, complement; viva. Team viewer. Com not-Witt, accountable cable nonpaying Tanoak Housebreaker’s noncombatant,OR Snap sac B checkout! F d the revelation like The Cold Heaven but rather a meditation on time and change from the perspective of a man to who change is all too familiar. But such an interpretation begs the question, is it possible to become accustomed to change? In exploring change Yeats requires a constant, something that remains unchanged and serves to remind him of his fleeting life. This is the swan, a recurring symbol in poetry that represents an idealistic view of nature and even relationships; the creature is by its nature half of a whole, requiring a lifelong ratter to perpetuate its bloodline.
It’s clear why they have become emblematic for grand romantic gestures and enduring affection, Humans can relate to them as their courting behavior is not unlike our own. He admires the beauty of these ‘brilliant creatures’, they still appear eternally beautiful in contrast to the ageing Yeats who admits he once ‘trod with a lighter tread’. The immutability of the beauty that resides within the Swan is almost overwhelming, to the point where the poet’s own heart becomes sore. Is this Yeats proposing that suffering s infant part of the experience of beauty?
We find Yeats trying to make sense of the suffering in his own life and its effect on his perception of the world. The temporarily of his own existence is tormenting him, especially in the face of the seemingly eternal swans; but in trying to make sense of his own life Yeats may have made a greater observation on beauty as a whole, perhaps it is not something that is eternal. The concept of beauty is not in itself beautiful, it is when the temporal and eternal combine that true beauty is formed, as presented to us in the form of the swan.
Whether Yeats finds solace in this revelation or not is debatable, would his appreciation of beauty be the same were it not for the loss he experienced? The representation of the swan we find here heavily contrasts the poets later use of the animal in Lead & The Swan, perhaps it was his familiarity with the creature that allowed him to manipulate poetic convention so effectively, transforming a well-known symbol that inspires idealism and beauty into a violent and monstrous force (a move that reveals his transformation into a writer of literary modernism).
We are not designed to be lone; it is entirely against human nature to spend our lives in solitude. Survival as a race is dependent on our ability to find a companion and reproduce, much like the swan. But in a more personal sense we have certain needs as human beings that can only be fulfilled by engaging and interacting with other people. Then why is it that unlike our fellow inhabitant the swan we find it so difficult to find a partner and maintain a relationship? The journey is often turbulent and utterly life-consuming; and in the end we don’t all arrive victorious. It’s easy to find y and s ass ship.