William Butler Yeats (Уильям Батлер Йейтс)

Love's Loneliness

Old fathers, great-grandfathers,
Rise as kindred should.
If ever lover's loneliness
Came where you stood,
Pray that Heaven protect us
That protect your blood.

The mountain throws a shadow,
Thin is the moon's horn;
What did we remember
Under the ragged thorn?
Dread has followed longing,
And our hearts are torn.

1. Tom at Cruachan
2. Parting
3. Under Ben Bulben
4. Beautiful Lofty Things
5. Under Saturn

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