William Butler Yeats Quotes
In his circle of acquaintances, celebrated Irish poet, William Butler Yeats was known for his absent-mindedness and his tendency to brood upon his own literary creations. In fact, the poet would most often be immersed in his thoughts to such an extent that there were several occasions when this writer would forget to eat. ‘The Lake Isle of Innisfree’ creator always required someone else to remind him to have his meals. There were also those times, when this genius would start eating and keep devouring whatever food he saw, until an acquaintance present there checked him.
This thoughtful literary titan would often walk about with arms swinging in the air, while he recited his own lines of poetry and contemplated on the next lines that he would pen. This habit of his was talked-about not just within but also outside his circle of associates. “Willie”, as Yeats’ friends called him, wrote about himself, saying that he would often gesticulate animatedly, without any regard of the alarm that onlookers would face.
There were also those funny yet bizarre instances when the Dublin policemen would follow William suspiciously, wherever he went, not sure whether they should arrest the ‘mad’ man or not. Eventually they would decide not to run him in, saying, “'Shure, 'tisn't mad he is, nor yet drink taken. 'Tis the poethry that's disturbin' his head,' and leave him alone.”
In his circle of acquaintances, celebrated Irish poet, William Butler Yeats was known for his absent-mindedness and his tendency to brood upon his own literary creations. In fact, the poet would most often be immersed in his thoughts to such an extent that there were several occasions when this writer would forget to eat. ‘The Lake Isle of Innisfree’ creator always required someone else to remind him to have his meals. There were also those times, when this genius would start eating and keep devouring whatever food he saw, until an acquaintance present there checked him.
This thoughtful literary titan would often walk about with arms swinging in the air, while he recited his own lines of poetry and contemplated on the next lines that he would pen. This habit of his was talked-about not just within but also outside his circle of associates. “Willie”, as Yeats’ friends called him, wrote about himself, saying that he would often gesticulate animatedly, without any regard of the alarm that onlookers would face.
There were also those funny yet bizarre instances when the Dublin policemen would follow William suspiciously, wherever he went, not sure whether they should arrest the ‘mad’ man or not. Eventually they would decide not to run him in, saying, “'Shure, 'tisn't mad he is, nor yet drink taken. 'Tis the poethry that's disturbin' his head,' and leave him alone.”
