William Butler Yeats (Уильям Батлер Йейтс)

The Old Men Admiring Themselves in the Water

I HEARD the old, old men say,
"Everything alters,
And one by one we drop away."
They had hands like claws, and their knees
Were twisted like the old thorn-trees
By the waters.
I heard the old, old men say,
"All that's beautiful drifts away
Like the waters."

1. To a Wealthy Man Who Promised a Second Subscription to the Dublin Municipal Gallery if It Were Proved the People Wanted Pictures
2. When Helen Lived
3. The Two Kings
4. To a Friend Whose Work Has Come to Nothing
5. The Attack on 'The Playboy of the Western World', 1907

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