Comparing Mood and Atmosphere of The Pity of Love, Broken Dreams, and T

sensory system and Atmosphere of The Pity of Love, Broken Dreams, and The Fisherman   The Pity of Love is a short, relatively simple poem, yet it still manages to create a view of anxiousness, of desperate worry. Yeats achieves this in only eight direct contrasts of average length by extremely c atomic number 18ful and precise aim of language and structure. The poem begins with the line A compassionate beyond all telling, immediately place setting the general tone and basic point of the piece, elevating his despair to its highest levels and plunging the poem into the depths of printing and failure before it has barely begun, Yeats is already admitting defeat, after a fashion, claiming that this pity is so terrible he is unable to properly describe it.   The tribe who are buying and selling, The clouds on their journey above, The cold wet winds ever so blowe, And the shadowy hazel orchard Where mouse-grey waters are flowing,   These pastoral images are all part of an ordinary rural life, something for which Yeats always strived. However, un the like his universal praising of these elements of life, this time he presents them in a distinctly downbeat way, emphasising the veto aspects, and becoming darker and darker in tone with every successive example - the wind is cold and wet the clouds are assumed to be storm clouds from the collocation of the description of the wind straight after the description of the clouds the hazel grove is shadowy and the water is mouse-grey. These are all very washed-out, colourless, cold adjectives that refect the gloomy nature of the narrator. The image of somewhat frantic movement conveyed by the use of the words buying and selling, journey above, ever blowing and ?owing represent the inner ... ...anza helps to contribute to the unplanned feeling, and the constantly shifting focus gives an almost stream-of-consciousness feel to the proceedings. As indicated by the title, this is a sombre poem, collectib le to its subject matter, but it is not a bitter poem in fact, in places, it is very romantic, particularly the third stanza   The certainty that I shall chance that lady Leaning or standing or walking In the first loveliness of womanhood, And with the fervour of my youthful eyes, Has set me muttering like a fool.   It is as if Yeats has finally accepted Gonnes rejection and is no longer tormented by it. He is much more at peace constitution Broken Dreams than with his other Maud Gonne poems. Whilst he still finds his life understandably sad, he no longer expects her to change her mind and, accordingly, he does not draw up a depressingly bitter poem.