William Butler Yeats (Уильям Батлер Йейтс)

Wisdom

THE true faith discovered was
When painted panel, statuary.
Glass-mosaic, window-glass,
Amended what was told awry
By some peasant gospeller;
Swept the Sawdust from the floor
Of that working-carpenter.
Miracle had its playtime where
In damask clothed and on a seat
Chryselephantine, cedar-boarded,
His majestic Mother sat
Stitching at a purple hoarded
That He might be nobly breeched
In starry towers of Babylon
Noah's freshet never reached.
King Abundance got Him on
Innocence; and Wisdom He.
That cognomen sounded best
Considering what wild infancy
Drove horror from His Mother's breast. 

William Butler Yeats’s other poems:

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

Poems of other poets with the same name (Стихотворения других поэтов с таким же названием):

  • William Cowper (Уильям Купер) Wisdom (“Ere God had built the mountains”)
  • Ernest Dowson (Эрнест Доусон) Wisdom (“Love wine and beauty and the spring”)
  • Sara Teasdale (Сара Тисдейл) Wisdom (“WHEN I have ceased to break my wings”)




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