1If you have revisited the town, thin Shade,
2Whether to look upon your monument
3(I wonder if the builder has been paid)
4Or happier-thoughted when the day is spent
5To drink of that salt breath out of the sea
6When grey gulls flit about instead of men,
7And the gaunt houses put on majesty:
8Let these content you and be gone again;
9For they are at their old tricks yet.
A man
10Of your own passionate serving kind who had brought
11In his full hands what, had they only known,
12Had given their children's children loftier thought,
13Sweeter emotion, working in their veins
14Like gentle blood, has been driven from the place,
15And insult heaped upon him for his pains,
16And for his open-handedness, disgrace;
17Your enemy, an old foul mouth, had set
18The pack upon him.
Go, unquiet wanderer,
19And gather the Glasnevin coverlet
20About your head till the dust stops your ear,
21The time for you to taste of that salt breath
22And listen at the corners has not come;
23You had enough of sorrow before death—
24Away, away! You are safer in the tomb.
1If you have revisited the town, thin Shade,
2Whether to look upon your monument
3(I wonder if the builder has been paid)
4Or happier-thoughted when the day is spent
5To drink of that salt breath out of the sea
6When grey gulls flit about instead of men,
7And the gaunt houses put on majesty:
8Let these content you and be gone again;
9For they are at their old tricks yet.
A man
10Of your own passionate serving kind who had brought
11In his full hands what, had they only known,
12Had given their children's children loftier thought,
13Sweeter emotion, working in their veins
14Like gentle blood, has been driven from the place,
15And insult heaped upon him for his pains,
16And for his open-handedness, disgrace;
17Your enemy, an old foul mouth, had set
18The pack upon him.
Go, unquiet wanderer,
19And gather the Glasnevin coverlet
20About your head till the dust stops your ear,
21The time for you to taste of that salt breath
22And listen at the corners has not come;
23You had enough of sorrow before death—
24Away, away! You are safer in the tomb.
If you have revisited the town, thin Shade,
Whether to look upon your monument
(I wonder if the builder has been paid)
Or happier-thoughted when the day is spent
To drink of that salt breath out of the sea
When grey gulls flit about instead of men,
And the gaunt houses put on majesty:
Let these content you and be gone again;
For they are at their old tricks yet.
A man
Of your own passionate serving kind who had brought
In his full hands what, had they only known,
Had given their children's children loftier thought,
Sweeter emotion, working in their veins
Like gentle blood, has been driven from the place,
And insult heaped upon him for his pains,
And for his open-handedness, disgrace;
Your enemy, an old foul mouth, had set
The pack upon him.
Go, unquiet wanderer,
And gather the Glasnevin coverlet
About your head till the dust stops your ear,
The time for you to taste of that salt breath
And listen at the corners has not come;
You had enough of sorrow before death—
Away, away! You are safer in the tomb.
Select any word below to get its definition in the context of the poem. The words are listed in the order in which they appear in the poem.
Responsibilities and Other Poems — Browse the 1916 collection in which "To a Shade" appeared.
More on Parnell — Read about the life of Charles Stewart Parnell, the Irish leader elegized in "To a Shade."
More on Sir Hugh Lane — Read about Sir Hugh Percy Lane and the controversy over his Municipal Gallery, which Yeats alludes to in "To a Shade."
The Poet's Life and Work — Read a short biography of Yeats at the Poetry Foundation.
Yeats, Nobel Laureate — More facts about Yeats, along with his Nobel Prize citation, at Nobelprize.org.
Yeats's Note on the Poem — Read Yeats's own explanation of his defense of Hugh Lane and Charles Parnell, printed in an author's note in the 1916 edition of Responsibilities.