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Yeats, W B - Collected poems - My mother dandled me and sang
Identifier
001716
Type of Spiritual Experience
Background
A description of the experience
W B Yeats – Collected Poems
My mother dandled me and sang
‘How young it is, how young’
And made a golden cradle
That on a willow swung
‘He went away’ my mother sang
‘When I was brought to bed’
And all the while her needle pulled
The gold and silver thread
She pulled the thread and bit the thread
And made a golden gown
And wept because she’d dreamt that I
Was born to wear a crown
‘When she was got’ my mother sang
‘I heard a sea mew cry
And saw a flake of yellow foam
That dropped upon my thigh’.
How therefore could she help but braid
The gold into my hair
And dream that I should carry
The golden top of care?
The source of the experience
Yeats, W BConcepts, symbols and science items
Concepts
Symbols
BirdCrib or cradle
Crown
Foam
Gold
Hair
Loom
Ocean and sea
Silver
Suspension
Swinging
Thread
Weeping willow