Introductory Rhymes
Earlier titled "Pardon, old fathers"
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January 1914.
Text: Poetry, by W. B. Yeats (Standard Ebooks, 2024), from the collected editions of 1908 to 1928. Public domain.
In brief
SummaryYeats asks his ancestors' pardon for having no child, only a book.
The poem that opens Responsibilities is one long sentence addressed to Yeats's ancestors. He calls on them one by one: a Dublin merchant, a country scholar who was Robert Emmet's friend, soldiers and traders, the Butlers who fought at the Boyne, a merchant skipper, and most of all a "silent and fierce old man" whose example taught him that "Only the wasteful virtues earn the sun". The request, held back until the end, is for pardon. Close on forty-nine, and after a "barren passion", he has no child to carry on their blood: "nothing but a book".
Lines to remember
"Only the wasteful virtues earn the sun";
I have no child, I have nothing but a book,
Nothing but that to prove your blood and mine.
Line by line
Lines 1 to 6Merchant and scholar
"Pardon, old fathers" begins a sentence that will not end until line 22. He imagines his ancestors still within "ear-shot" and names the first: a Dublin merchant, a trader "out of Galway into Spain", and a "country scholar, Robert Emmet's friend", remembered by the poor for a hundred years.
Lines 7 to 12The Boyne
He praises "Traders or soldiers" whose blood never passed "through any huckster's loin": none was mean or grasping. He salutes the "Old Butlers" who stood by the Boyne "Till your bad master blenched and all was lost", loyal to a king who lost his nerve.
Lines 13 to 18Skipper and old man
A merchant skipper leaps overboard for "a ragged hat", a gesture of reckless pride. Above all he recalls a "silent and fierce old man" whose example made the boy say "Only the wasteful virtues earn the sun": courage and generosity that never count the cost.
Lines 19 to 22Nothing but a book
The plea arrives at last. He asks pardon "for a barren passion's sake": at almost forty-nine he has "no child" and "nothing but a book" to prove the blood he shares with them. The repeated "nothing but" makes the confession plain and bare.
Themes
Ancestry
The poem is a roll-call of forebears, chosen for what they stand for: trade, learning, soldiering, adventure. Yeats praises blood untouched by "any huckster's loin", and imagines the dead still listening "for the story's end". He writes as the heir of a line and feels its judgement on him.
Wasteful virtues
"Only the wasteful virtues earn the sun" is the poem's creed. The Butlers "did not weigh the cost"; the skipper leapt overboard for a hat. Yeats admires generosity, courage and pride that spend themselves freely, against the careful calculation of the "huckster". The same scorn for money-minded caution fills other poems in Responsibilities.
Poetry and legacy
The final lines weigh a book against a child. For all its proud catalogue, the poem ends in apology: his "barren passion" has left him without an heir, and poetry is the only proof of "your blood and mine". The book in question is, in part, the very volume the poem introduces.
Context
The poem opens Responsibilities, published by the Cuala Press in May 1914; an earlier title was "Pardon, old fathers". Yeats was born in June 1865, so "close on forty-nine" places it in late 1913 or early 1914. The "barren passion" is his long, unreturned love for Maud Gonne. He would not marry until 1917.
The ancestors are real. The "country scholar" is his great-grandfather John Yeats, rector of Drumcliffe in County Sligo, and the "silent and fierce old man" is his grandfather William Pollexfen, the Sligo shipowner. Yeats later admitted in a note that "free of ten and four" was "an error I cannot now correct": he believed Irish merchants exempt from certain duties were "free of the eight and six".
Form
Twenty-two lines of iambic pentameter in a single sentence. The rhymes come in three sets of six (ABCABC: "remain", "end", "four", "Spain", "friend", "poor") and a closing quatrain, and some are only half rhymes ("sake" and "book"). "Pardon" returns at lines 1, 9 and 19, and what it asks pardon for is held back until the last four lines, so the confession lands with weight.
Yeats's own note
“Free of the ten and four” is an error I cannot now correct, without more rewriting than I have a mind for. Some merchant in Villon, I forget the reference, was “free of the ten and four.” Irish merchants exempted from certain duties by the Irish Parliament were, unless memory deceives me again for I am writing away from books, “free of the eight and six.”
