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. Tom at Cruachan
2. Parting
3. Under Ben Bulben
4. Love's Loneliness
5. Beautiful Lofty Things

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