William Butler Yeats

(13 June 1865 – 28 January 1939 / County Dublin / Ireland)

After Long Silence - Poem by William Butler Yeats

Speech after long silence; it is right,
All other lovers being estranged or dead,
Unfriendly lamplight hid under its shade,
The curtains drawn upon unfriendly night,
That we descant and yet again descant
Upon the supreme theme of Art and Song:
Bodily decrepitude is wisdom; young
We loved each other and were ignorant.

Comments about After Long Silence by William Butler Yeats

  • Edward Kofi Louis (8/19/2016 5:14:00 PM)

    It is right! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us. (Report) Reply

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  • Susan Williams (8/19/2016 5:06:00 PM)

    Personally the more silence the better- - old fools think that their accumulation of years have made them incredibly wise, young fools think their youth fresh and incredibly intelligent. (Report) Reply

  • (8/19/2016 9:12:00 AM)

    A beautifully envisioned great poem lauding speaking after a long silence and the experience and maturity given by old age to the persons who were immature and ignorant during youth. (Report) Reply

  • (8/19/2016 7:45:00 AM)

    That's a very sophisticated way to place a romantic memory... Age has tarnished me. Romanticism is created only in the mind. And young love is nothing more than lust. And why not? Sex is wonderful. Until you get tired of your partner for this or that. Love is only tolerance. Romanticism only veils that. (Report) Reply

  • Oluwatobi Moses (8/19/2016 1:50:00 AM)

    Speech After long silence is wise. Good Morny From Nigeria. (Report) Reply

  • (10/2/2009 7:23:00 AM)

    This is a wonderful poem.
    The lamplight is unfriendly because the lovers have been around but now are both old.
    The night is unfriendly because they can no longer go a' roving under the light of the moon.
    The concluding lines tell us that both recognise that wisdom is the product of age and experience.
    For the young, love is the be-all and end-all, sufficient in itself unto the day.
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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

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