Yeah the Hobbit is the only one of his books that I actively enjoy going back and re-reading once every year or so. I've read the other three in the main trilogy twice and that's enough for one lifetime.
In my more maudlin moments, I realize that I've come to expect it of this forum: opinions are more important than facts and your opinion sucks and mine's better, go die in a fire, blahblahblah....
I'll be honest, that is the only Yeats poem I know, and it is because of that movie
Why Should Not Old Men Be Mad Why should not old men be mad?
Some have known a likely lad
That had a sound fly-fisher's wrist
Turn to a drunken journalist;
A girl that knew all Dante once
Live to bear children to a dunce;
A Helen of social welfare dream,
Climb on a wagonette to scream.
Some think it a matter of course that chance
Should starve good men and bad advance,
That if their neighbours figured plain,
As though upon a lighted screen,
No single story would they find
Of an unbroken happy mind,
A finish worthy of the start.
Young men know nothing of this sort,
Observant old men know it well;
And when they know what old books tell
And that no better can be had,
Know why an old man should be mad.
Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: a waste of desert sand;
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Wind shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?
Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: a waste of desert sand;
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Wind shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?
Quoththe RavenMiami, FL FOR REALRegistered Userregular
edited January 2009
Leda and the Swan
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.
How can those terrified vague fingers push
The feathered glory from her loosening thighs?
And how can body, laid in that white rush,
But feel the strange heart beating where it lies?
A shudder in the loins engenders there
The broken wall, the burning roof and tower
And Agamemnon dead.
Being so caught up,
So mastered by the brute blood of the air,
Did she put on his knowledge with his power
Before the indifferent beak could let her drop?
His April releases are usually prefaced with a sample chapter on the first three months of the year, he's done it consecutivly since Proven Guilty, and im angry because I had pretty much the same reaction.
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His April releases are usually prefaced with a sample chapter on the first three months of the year, he's done it consecutivly since Proven Guilty, and im angry because I had pretty much the same reaction.
Soooo you have two more months for a sample chapter
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Nope. Mine was from 92 to 96. My mom said she had to read most of those back in the seventies.
I wish the rest of his books were like this but I always hear otherwise. I'll probably read them anyways because I love the hobbit
Both where books that kinda fucked me up as a young child.
hmm hang on
yeah I was contimplating making a thread so we don't have to venture from our safe zone to OTHER forums, but then I remembered I'm lazy as shit.
In my more maudlin moments, I realize that I've come to expect it of this forum: opinions are more important than facts and your opinion sucks and mine's better, go die in a fire, blahblahblah....
I'll probably never read Joyce again cause I hear so damned much about it.
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there
the reading thread is free of the oppressive ASOIAF regime
Would you like to talk about Twilight now?
pffffftttttaaahahahahahahahahaha
holy shit I read both like three times
Borgel was one of my favorites, super high five
you really do want me to kill Martin just to hurt you
I want to be interested in your story, but you have to work with me here
You'd have to pierce the nerd security around him. Besides, I want to talk about Yeats now.
I love W.B. Yeats.
How about 'He wishes for the Cloths of Heaven'?
My personal favorite.
And then it had to be so good that a dick named Kurt Wimmer put it into a movie called Equilibrium and now fags everywhere think they know Yeats.
Why Should Not Old Men Be Mad
Why should not old men be mad?
Some have known a likely lad
That had a sound fly-fisher's wrist
Turn to a drunken journalist;
A girl that knew all Dante once
Live to bear children to a dunce;
A Helen of social welfare dream,
Climb on a wagonette to scream.
Some think it a matter of course that chance
Should starve good men and bad advance,
That if their neighbours figured plain,
As though upon a lighted screen,
No single story would they find
Of an unbroken happy mind,
A finish worthy of the start.
Young men know nothing of this sort,
Observant old men know it well;
And when they know what old books tell
And that no better can be had,
Know why an old man should be mad.
Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: a waste of desert sand;
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Wind shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?
The ones I liked enough to steal I generally had at home
All I took, I think, was This Boy's Life and Of Mice And Men
I do not understand
Talking about a specific book or series that is quite popular among many forumers is discouraged unless it is studied in a literature class.
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But Quoth
You like Dresden Files
These are so much better than Dresden Files
THEREFORE YEATS IS:x
I love Dresden Files with all my heart but goddamn if Butcher writes bad dialog and has this tendency to not wrap up subplots
Martin is an excellent dude all the way around
Shit, I forgot this was Yeats
ok, 2 Yeats poems then
Speaking of, January is almost over and I have no sample chapter to enjoy.
What up?
But damn just the description of the next one made me be like "AWWW SHIT"
it was simultaneously making me never want to read them, which you will probably agree is not a good thing
Go read them
Now
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.
How can those terrified vague fingers push
The feathered glory from her loosening thighs?
And how can body, laid in that white rush,
But feel the strange heart beating where it lies?
A shudder in the loins engenders there
The broken wall, the burning roof and tower
And Agamemnon dead.
Being so caught up,
So mastered by the brute blood of the air,
Did she put on his knowledge with his power
Before the indifferent beak could let her drop?
but in a good way
Soooo you have two more months for a sample chapter
What I mean by this is he usually does three (one a month) until the release.