William Butler Yeats (Уильям Батлер Йейтс)

A Coat

I MADE my song a coat
Covered with embroideries
Out of old mythologies
From heel to throat;
But the fools caught it,
Wore it in the world's eyes
As though they'd wrought it.
Song, let them take it,
For there's more enterprise
In walking naked. 

1. Love's Loneliness
2. Tom at Cruachan
3. Me Peacock
4. Under Ben Bulben
5. The Cap and Bells

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