This is getting *too* uncanny.
The other poem I've posted today (not on SI, a different forum) is my absolute favourite... and it's Yeats' "Cloths of Heaven".
Which is completely irrelevant to discussion but I'll post anyway because it's so fine.
Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
I don't really read much other poetry, which is probably just as well <g>
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I did check the site, but didn't see that commentary... I'd say that Kipling was ambivalent on British imperialism, though, certainly later on; perhaps he thought it was simply the best available alternative? He certainly loved the 'classic' British character of the time, though.
<edit> being fair, I see it's only a regular student interpretation... and not spellchecked either <g> |
