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프레젠토 2013. 8. 31. 10:15

The Wild Swans at Coole

 

                                 William butler yeats

 

The trees are in their autumn beauty,

the woodland paths are dry,

under the october twilight the water

Mirrors a still sky:

Upon the brimming water among the stones

are nine-and-fifty swans.

 

 

The nineteenth autumn has come upon me

Since i first made my count:

I saw, before I had well finished,

All suddenly mount

And scatter wheeling in great broken rings.

 

 

I have looked upon those brilliant creatures,

And now my heart is sore.

All's changed since I, hearing at twilight,

The first time on this shore,

The bell-beat of their wings above my head,

Trod with a lighter tread.

 

 

Unwearied still, lover by lover,

They paddle in the cold

Companionable streams or climb the air,

Their hearts have not grown old;

Passion or conquest, wander where they will,

attend upon them still.

 

 

But now they drift on the still water,

Mysterious, beautiful;

Among what rushes will they build,

By what rushes will they build,

By what lake's edge or pool

Delight men's eyes when i awake some day

To find they have flown away?