~}|{~ I heard the old, old men say:
"Every thing 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.
I heard the old, old men say:
"All that's beautiful drifts away
... Like the waters."
~ The Old Men admiring themselves in the Water ~ W.B.Yeats
"Every thing 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.
I heard the old, old men say:
"All that's beautiful drifts away
... Like the waters."
~ The Old Men admiring themselves in the Water ~ W.B.Yeats
1 comment:
Nice image! Love all the flower buds and the slide show is cool too. Great poem, really paints the picture, I can see the reflection rippling. It's been a while since I've read any of the classical stuff.
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