speech after long silence; it is right,
all other lovers being estranged or dead,
unfriendly lamplight hid under its shade,
the curtains drawn upon unfriendly night,
that we descant and yet again descant
upon the supreme theme of art and song:
bodily decrepitude is wisdom; young
we loved each other and were ignorant.
w.b. yeats from words for music perhaps, 1932.
to hear jorge luis borges read this, take a listen to:
j.l. borges: this craft of verse. borges, in his own voice. the complete norton lectures delivered at harvard university.