William Butler Yeats (Уильям Батлер Йейтс)

Sweet Dancer

THE girl goes dancing there
On the leaf-sown, new-mown, smooth
Grass plot of the garden;
Escaped from bitter youth,
Escaped out of her crowd,
Or out of her black cloud.
Ah, dancer, ah, sweet dancer!

If strange men come from the house
To lead her away, do not say
That she is happy being crazy;
Lead them gently astray;
Let her finish her dance,
Let her finish her dance.
Ah, dancer, ah, sweet dancer! 

1. Love's Loneliness
2. Consolation
3. The Municipal Gallery Revisited
4. Quarrel in Old Age
5. The Ballad of Moll Magee

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