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[EN/HU] W.B. Yeats - Az Ég köntösére vágyik

Day 713, 03:05 • Published in Hungary Hungary

• by Ywerd Akrennys

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William Butler Yeats
Aedh Wishes For The Clothes Of Heaven

Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

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Az Ég köntösére vágyik

Volna csak enyém az ég köntöse,
arannyal hímzett ezüstszínű fény,
az ég kék, sötét s szürke köntöse,
melyben az éj jár s a hajnal s a fény,
azt teríteném lábaid elé;
de minden kincsem csak az álmaim;
álmaim terültek lábaid elé;
lépj lágyan: amin jársz: az álmaim.

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Ywerd Akrennys Day 713, 03:06

Bocs a spammert de ez most jol esett. 🙂

Quicksilver Day 713, 04:08

Half a league half a league,
Half a league onward,
All in the valley of Death
Rode the six hundre😛
'Forward, the Light Brigade!
Charge for the guns' he sai😛
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.

'Forward, the Light Brigade!'
Was there a man dismay'd ?
Not tho' the soldier knew
Some one had blunder'😛
Theirs not to make reply,
Theirs not to reason why,
Theirs but to do & die,
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.

Ywerd Akrennys Day 713, 04:25

Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon in front of them
Volley'd and thunder'd;
Storm'd at with shot and shell,
Boldly they rode and well,
Into the jaws of Death,
Into the mouth of Hell
Rode the six hundred.

Quicksilver Day 713, 04:43

Flash'd all their sabres bare,
Flash'd as they turn'd in air
Sabring the gunners there,
Charging an army while
All the world wonder'😛
Plunged in the battery-smoke
Right thro' the line they broke;
Cossack & Russian
Reel'd from the sabre-stroke,
Shatter'd & sunder'd.
Then they rode back, but not
Not the six hundred.

Ywerd Akrennys Day 713, 04:51

Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon behind them
Volley'd and thunder'd;
Storm'd at with shot and shell,
While horse and hero fell,
They that had fought so well
Came thro' the jaws of Death
Back from the mouth of Hell,
All that was left of them,
Left of six hundred.

Quicksilver Day 713, 05:17

When can their glory fade?
O the wild charge they made!
All the world wonder'd.
Honour the charge they made!
Honour the Light Brigade,
Noble six hundred!

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