At the Swan Lake 🦢🥀​​​​​​​​ By Hans Zatzka​​​​​​​​ (Austrian Artist, 1859-1945)​​​​​​​​ ​​​​​​​​ “The trees are in their autumn beauty,​​​​​​​​ The woodland paths are dry,​​​​​​​​ Under the October twilight the water​​​​​​​​ Mirrors a still sky;​​​​​​​​ Upon the brimming water among the stones​​​​​​​​ Are nine-and-fifty swans.​​​​​​​​ ​​​​​​​​ The nineteenth autumn has come upon me​​​​​​​​ Since I first made my count;​​​​​​​​ I saw, before I had well finished,​​​​​​​​ All suddenly mount​​​​​​​​ And scatter wheeling in great broken rings​​​​​​​​ Upon their clamorous wings.​​​​​​​​ ​​​​​​​​ I have looked upon those brilliant creatures,​​​​​​​​ And now my heart is sore.​​​​​​​​ All's changed since I, hearing at twilight,​​​​​​​​ The first time on this shore,​​​​​​​​ The bell-beat of their wings above my head,​​​​​​​​ Trod with a lighter tread.​​​​​​​​ ​​​​​​​​ Unwearied still, lover by lover,​​​​​​​​ They paddle in the cold​​​​​​​​ Companionable streams or climb the air;​​​​​​​​ Their hearts have not grown old;​​​​​​​​ Passion or conquest, wander where they will,​​​​​​​​ Attend upon them still.​​​​​​​​ ​​​​​​​​ But now they drift on the still water,​​​​​​​​ Mysterious, beautiful;​​​​​​​​ Among what rushes will they build,​​​​​​​​ By what lake's edge or pool​​​​​​​​ Delight men's eyes when I awake some day​​​​​​​​ To find they have flown away?”​​​​​​​​ ​​​​​​​​ — “The Wild Swans at Coole”​​​​​​​​ By William Butler Yeats ​​​​​​​​ ​​​​​​​​ @classicnymph​​​​​​​​ #hanszatzka #swanlake #swans #austrianpainter #austrianartist #austrianart #art #arte #artwork #arthistory #finearts #painting #oilpainting #masterpiece #oldpainting #19thcentury #19thcenturyart #classicism #academicism #romanticism #romanticismo #fantasy #fantasyart #mythology #mythological #ancienthistory #magic #magical #ethereal #beautiful