What I Hope Is A Fine Analysis Of W.B. Yeats' Critiquing Of Henrik Ibsen's Work Poem by Gayathri Seetharam

What I hope is a fine analysis of W.B. Yeats' critiquing of Henrik Ibsen's work
-Gayathri B. Seetharam
I have read one play of Henrik Ibsen and I find him a fascinating playwright
I intend to read another today
Before which I looked through the foreword by Rolf Fjelde
And I learnt about Yeats' dismissal of Ibsen as a writer for clever journalists;

Trying to find out which of the two persons' poetry is more refreshing,
I read a few poems by both Yeats and Ibsen
Yeats is actually a classicist poet
As I conclude from reading two poems, Leda and the Swan, and Death;

Ibsen is a romantic poet and since I learnt of this distinction
From Encyclopaedia Brittanica, I shall say that there is an "organic, plastic quality" of romantic art
That can be extended to romantic poetry
For it is not so rigid in its adherence to rhyme and metre;

Yeats whose poetry I loved more is classicist
And from the same source, I learnt that classicism is "mechanical"
In the sense that there is a connection between the whole endeavour,
A sort of linking that allows mechanical equipment to work;

I read Ibsen's two poems, The Miner, and Thanks
And I can see how his appeal lies for clever journalists
For he is lyrical but it is hard to fathom what he is saying
However, the cleverness of Yeats I learnt from an analysis by Interesting Literature;

But both Ibsen and Yeats are wonderful poets
And I shall choose the first stanza of The Miner:
Beetling rock, with roar and smoke
Break before my hammer-stroke!
Deeper I must thrust and lower
Till I hear the ring of ore.
And I shall include the first stanza of Leda and the Swan
Which is the rape of a young girl, Leda, by Zeus, the God of Gods in Greek civilization,
Who appeared as a swan and out came Helen of Troy from this act of God:
A sudden blow: the great wings beating still
Above the staggering girl, her thighs caressed
By the dark webs, her nape caught in his bill,
He holds her helpless breast upon his breast.

Resuming as I, Gayathri B. Seetharam, Yeats spoke about a mythical tale in his classical poem
And Ibsen described a miner's life in his romantic poem
Dear reader, do notice that the theme of Ibsen's The Miner
Would appeal to clever journalists writing about the mining industry.