Hlarnen I yáre, yáre neri quete, ‘Ahyar illi, Ar lantuvamme mine apa mine.’ Mantar ner ve nammar, ar *occantar Cauce ve i yáre neceltussar Ara i neni. ‘Ilqua i vanima auvile Ve i neni.’
THE OLD MEN ADMIRING THEMSELVES IN THE WATER by: William Butler Yeats (1865-1939) I HEARD the old, old men say, 'Everything alters, And one by one we drop away.' They had hands like claws, and their knees Were twisted like the old thorn-trees By the waters. 'All that's beautiful drifts away Like the waters.'
Tamas Ferencz Feb 22, 2013 (11:12)
Hlarnen I yáre, yáre neri quete,
‘Ahyar illi,
Ar lantuvamme mine apa mine.’
Mantar ner ve nammar, ar *occantar
Cauce ve i yáre neceltussar
Ara i neni.
‘Ilqua i vanima auvile
Ve i neni.’
THE OLD MEN ADMIRING THEMSELVES IN THE WATER
by: William Butler Yeats (1865-1939)
I HEARD the old, old men say,
'Everything alters,
And one by one we drop away.'
They had hands like claws, and their knees
Were twisted like the old thorn-trees
By the waters.
'All that's beautiful drifts away
Like the waters.'
*occa 'knee' from QL
+#WBYeats