The poem of Yeats posted two days ago is so dark, I don't really understand it. But comparing with the second book of Elegiae by Propertius, I find one poem which could be the inspiration of Yeats:
Liber secundus II
Liber eram et vacuo meditabar vivere lecto;
at me composita pace fefellit Amor.
cur haec in terris facies humana moratur?
Iuppiter, ignosco pristina furta tua.
fulva coma est longaeque manus, et maxima toto
corpore, et incedit vel Iove digna soror,
aut cum Dulichias Pallas spatiatur ad aras,
Gorgonis anguiferae pectus operta comis;
qualis et Ischomache Lapithae genus heroine,
Centauris medio grata rapina meo;
Mercurio et qualis fertur Boebeidos undis
virgimeum Brimo composuisse latus.
cedite iam, divae, quas pastor viderat olim
Idaeis tunicas ponere verticibus!
hanc utinam faciem nolit mutare senectus,
etsi Cumaeae saecula vatis agat!
Tuesday, 29 June 2010
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