He bids his Beloved be at Peace

W. B. Yeatsfirst published 1899from The Wind Among the Reeds12 lines

Earlier titled "Michael Robartes bids his Beloved be at Peace"

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I hear the Shadowy Horses, their long manes a-shake,Their hoofs heavy with tumult, their eyes glimmering white;The North unfolds above them clinging, creeping night,The East her hidden joy before the morning break,The West weeps in pale dew and sighs passing away,The South is pouring down roses of crimson fire:O vanity of Sleep, Hope, Dream, endless Desire,The Horses of Disaster plunge in the heavy clay:Beloved, let your eyes half close, and your heart beatOver my heart, and your hair fall over my breast,Drowning love’s lonely hour in deep twilight of rest,And hiding their tossing manes and their tumultuous feet.

Text: Poetry, by W. B. Yeats (Standard Ebooks, 2024), from the collected editions of 1908 to 1928. Public domain.

In brief

Summary

A lover asks his beloved to hide a vision of coming disaster.

The speaker hears "the Shadowy Horses" galloping, wild and white-eyed, while each quarter of the sky brings its own mood: night from the North, hidden joy from the East, weeping dew from the West, roses of crimson fire from the South. All human sleep, hope and desire seem empty as "The Horses of Disaster" plunge through the clay. He turns to the woman beside him and asks her to half close her eyes and let her hair fall over his breast, so that love's rest can drown the sound and hide the horses from sight.

Lines to remember

I hear the Shadowy Horses, their long manes a-shake,
The Horses of Disaster plunge in the heavy clay:

Line by line

  1. Lines 1 to 2The Shadowy Horses

    He hears the horses before he sees them: manes shaking, hoofs "heavy with tumult", eyes "glimmering white". Heavy stresses and long lines give the sound of galloping.

  2. Lines 3 to 6The four quarters

    Each direction brings something: the North "clinging, creeping night", the East "her hidden joy before the morning break", the West pale dew and sighs, the South "roses of crimson fire". The whole sky is in motion, a round of night, dawn, dusk and noon.

  3. Lines 7 to 8Disaster

    He cries out at the "vanity of Sleep, Hope, Dream, endless Desire": all are useless against what is coming. "The Horses of Disaster plunge in the heavy clay", their true name now given, bogged in earth yet unstoppable.

  4. Lines 9 to 12Rest in love

    The poem turns to "Beloved". He asks her to half close her eyes and let her heart beat over his and her hair fall across his breast, "Drowning love's lonely hour in deep twilight of rest" and hiding the horses' "tumultuous feet". Love cannot stop disaster, only veil it.

Themes

Love as refuge

The last four lines answer the first eight. Against galloping horses and a sky in turmoil, he sets the closest of human gestures: two hearts beating together and hair falling "over my breast". Love here is not joy but shelter, a "deep twilight of rest" in which the approaching storm can be hidden, though not escaped.

Foreboding

The Shadowy Horses are never explained; they are simply heard. Renamed "The Horses of Disaster" in line 8, they carry the sense of some vast calamity on its way. Even the four quarters of the sky are uneasy, weeping or "creeping". The dread is both personal and universal.

Empty desire

Line 7 lists "Sleep, Hope, Dream, endless Desire" and calls them "vanity", meaning emptiness. The capital letters make them into powers. The lover does not reject love, but he knows that hoping and dreaming cannot hold back disaster, and asks only for rest.

Context

The poem was collected in The Wind Among the Reeds (Elkin Mathews, London, 1899) as "Michael Robartes bids his Beloved be at Peace". Michael Robartes was a mystic from Yeats's stories of the 1890s, and he returns in later poems. From 1906 the name was dropped and the speaker became simply "He".

The four quarters of the sky, each with its own quality, reflect Yeats's study of magic and symbol in the 1890s, when he belonged to the occult Order of the Golden Dawn. The sense of approaching catastrophe runs through several poems in the book, including "The Valley of the Black Pig".

Form

Twelve long lines, mostly of six beats, in one stanza made of three enclosing rhyme groups: abba cddc effe ("a-shake", "white", "night", "break"). The "tumult" of line 2 returns as "tumultuous" in the last line, so the poem ends by covering the very noise it began with.

Title only: 1899 persona title "Michael Robartes bids his Beloved be at Peace" (Gutenberg 32233) replaced from 1906 (Gutenberg 49608). Check wording against the 1899 text before choosing a version.