A poem by W.B. Yeats, to compliment the series of his poems on this site.

A COAT


I MADE my song a coat
Covered with embroideries
Out of old mythologies
From heel to throat;
But he fools caught it,
Wore it in the world's eyes
As though they'd wrought it.
Song, let them take it,
For there's more enterprise
In walking naked.

Colla


Carnen colla lindenyan
*Netyassínen quanta
Ete yáre quentaron
Telmello talmanna;
Mal i *hwinyar *mampeltes
Colleltes nu i helle láta
Ve intenen carna.
Linde, na mapuvaltes,
An verie antaura
Heldave vanta.


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*netyasse: from netya, here "beauty(ful thing), adornment"
*hwinya: n fool, mad person (from hwinya-
*mampeltes: not having received PE17 yet I have no idea if this past tense of mapa- (if the verb is okay as such) is in line with the information in there