William Butler Yeats (Уильям Батлер Йейтс)

The Moods

TIME drops in decay,
Like a candle burnt out,
And the mountains and woods
Have their day, have their day;
What one in the rout
Of the fire-born moods
Has fallen away? 

1. Индус о Боге • The Indian upon God
2. Жалобы старика • The Lamentation of the Old Pensioner
3. The Collar-Bone of a Hare
4. In Memory of Major Robert Gregory
5. Специалисты • The Scholars

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