Upon the dusty, glittering windows cling, And seem to cling upon

>>8819016
Nice. Been getting into Yeats lately.

He stood among a crowd at Drumahair;
His heart hung all upon a silken dress,
And he had known at last some tenderness,
Before earth made of him her sleepy care;
But when a man poured fish into a pile,
It seemed they raised their little silver heads,
And sang how day a Druid twilight sheds
Upon a dim, green, well-beloved isle,
Where people love beside star-laden seas;
How Time may never mar their faery vows
Under the woven roofs of quicken boughs:
The singing shook him out of his new ease.

>>8819158
>And sang how day a Druid twilight sheds
I cannot parse this line. What is the word "day" doing there? Lowly ESL here.

LINES WRITTEN IN DEJECTION

When have I last looked on
The round green eyes and the long wavering bodies
Of the dark leopards of the moon?
All the wild witches, those most notable ladies, For all their broom-sticks and their tears,
Their angry tears, are gone.
The holy centaurs of the hills are vanished;
I have nothing but the embittered sun;
Banished heroic mother moon and vanished,
And now that I have come to fifty years
I must endure the timid sun

(1917)

>>8819190
nice

>>8819189
It's not grammatical, but I think it means that the Druid sheds twilight on the day .

>>8819189
>>8819212
Here 'twilight' is positioned as a mystical creature who, with the sound of silver fish (presumably being moved from one place to another by a fisherman) 'sheds' day.

Or, the pouring of the day's catch into a pile on the dock coincides with the sun setting and the coming of twilight, which further leads into the reflection of night in 'star-laden seas'.

Beautiful poem, anyone have any suggestions on where to start with him?

>>8819189
Me again. I think I got it. "Druid" is an adjective here. The twilight that is Druid-like sheds the day. It's like this anon says >>8819294. Therefore I don't think this is correct >>8819212. Thanks to both anyway.