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Эхтге, Оти (Slieve Aughty, гаэл. Sliabh Echtge – "гора Эхтге") – горная гряда в графствах Голуэй и Клэр. Имя Эхтге, по преданию, носила женщина из Племен богини Дану.

"…танцоры племени Дану" – см. комментарий к стихотворению "Неукротимая орда".

"…лебеди кружат / Цепочкой скованы златой…". – В комментариях к поэме "Байле и Айлин" Йейтс отмечает: "превратившись в лебедей, скованных друг с другом золотой цепью, Байле и Айлин приняли тот же облик, что принимали до них и другие зачарованные любовники в древних преданиях".

(с) Анна Блейз



THE WITHERING OF THE BOUGHS

I CRIED when the moon was murmuring to the birds:

"Let peewit call and curlew cry where they will,

I long for your merry and tender and pitiful words,

For the roads are unending, and there is no place to my mind."

The honey-pale moon lay low on the sleepy hill,

And I fell asleep upon lonely Echtge of streams.

No boughs have withered because of the wintry wind;

The boughs have withered because I have told them my dreams.

I know of the leafy paths that the witches take,

Who come with their crowns of pearl and their spindles of wool,

And their secret smile, out of the depths of the lake;

I know where a dim moon drifts, where the Danaan kind

Wind and unwind their dances when the light grows cool

On the island lawns, their feet where the pale foam gleams.

No boughs have withered because of the wintry wind;

The boughs have withered because I have told them my dreams.

I know of the sleepy country, where swans fly round

Coupled with golden chains, and sing as they fly.

A king and a queen are wandering there, and the sound

Has made them so happy and hopeless, so deaf and so blind

With wisdom, they wander till all the years have gone by;

I know, and the curlew and peewit on Echtge of streams.

No boughs have withered because of the wintry wind;

The boughs have withered because I have told them my dreams.