Quote by W.B. Yeats
Why should I blame her that she filled my daysWith misery, or that she would of late Have taught to ignorant men most violent ways,Or hurled the little streets upon the great, Had they but courage equal to desire?What could have made her peaceful with a mindThat nobleness made simple as a fire,With beauty like a tightened bow, a kindThat is not natural in an age like thisBeing high and solitary and most stern?Why, what could she have done, being what she is?Was there another Troy for her to burn?
Summary
This quote reflects the speaker's struggle to hold one person responsible for their misery and the destructive actions borne out of their influence. The speaker questions whether it is fair to blame the person for the chaos they have caused, questioning whether it is their fault that they have unwittingly taught others violent ways, or whether their mind, refined and noble, was destined to be at odds with the modern world. Ultimately, the speaker argues that blaming this person is futile since their nature and circumstances predetermined their actions, just as it was inevitable for Troy to be destroyed in Greek mythology.
By W.B. Yeats
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