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Слушать(AI)Down By The Salley Gardens
WN by the salley gardens my love and I did meet;
She passed the salley gardens with little snow-whitefeet.
She bid me take love easy, as the leaves grow on the tree;
But I, being young and foolish, with her would notagree.
In a field by the river my love and I did stand,
And on my leaning shoulder she laid her snow-whitehand.
She bid me take life easy, as the grass grows on the weirs;
But I was young and foolish, and now am full of tears.
First published as 'An Old Song Resung' in The Wanderings of Oisin and other Poems (1889).
Originally an old Irish folk song,
Yeats turned this into a poem as a dedication to oral tradition.
Salley= Willow
William Butler Yeats
William Butler Yeats[a] (13 June 1865 – 28 January 1939) was an Irish poet and one of the foremost figures of 20th-century literature. A pillar
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