William Butler Yeats (Уильям Батлер Йейтс)

That the Night Come

SHE lived in storm and strife,
Her soul had such desire
For what proud death may bring
That it could not endure
The common good of life,
But lived as 'twere a king
That packed his marriage day
With banneret and pennon,
Trumpet and kettledrum,
And the outrageous cannon,
To bundle time away
That the night come. 

William Butler Yeats’s other poems:

  1. Under Ben Bulben
  2. To Be Carved on a Stone at Ballylee
  3. In Memory of Alfred Pollexfen
  4. The Municipal Gallery Revisited
  5. Maid Quiet

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