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Название: The Poems of Emily Dickinson

Автор: Эмили Дикинсон

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СКАЧАТЬ Bound to opposing lands.

       And so, when all the time had failed,

       Without external sound,

       Each bound the other's crucifix,

       We gave no other bond.

       Sufficient troth that we shall rise —

       Deposed, at length, the grave —

       To that new marriage, justified

       Through Calvaries of Love!

      XIV.

       LOVE'S BAPTISM.

       I'm ceded, I've stopped being theirs;

       The name they dropped upon my face

       With water, in the country church,

       Is finished using now,

       And they can put it with my dolls,

       My childhood, and the string of spools

       I've finished threading too.

       Baptized before without the choice,

       But this time consciously, of grace

       Unto supremest name,

       Called to my full, the crescent dropped,

       Existence's whole arc filled up

       With one small diadem.

       My second rank, too small the first,

       Crowned, crowing on my father's breast,

       A half unconscious queen;

       But this time, adequate, erect,

       With will to choose or to reject.

       And I choose — just a throne.

      XV.

       RESURRECTION.

       'T was a long parting, but the time

       For interview had come;

       Before the judgment-seat of God,

       The last and second time

       These fleshless lovers met,

       A heaven in a gaze,

       A heaven of heavens, the privilege

       Of one another's eyes.

       No lifetime set on them,

       Apparelled as the new

       Unborn, except they had beheld,

       Born everlasting now.

       Was bridal e'er like this?

       A paradise, the host,

       And cherubim and seraphim

       The most familiar guest.

      XVI.

       APOCALYPSE.

       I'm wife; I've finished that,

       That other state;

       I'm Czar, I'm woman now:

       It's safer so.

       How odd the girl's life looks

       Behind this soft eclipse!

       I think that earth seems so

       To those in heaven now.

       This being comfort, then

       That other kind was pain;

       But why compare?

       I'm wife! stop there!

      XVII.

       THE WIFE.

       She rose to his requirement, dropped

       The playthings of her life

       To take the honorable work

       Of woman and of wife.

       If aught she missed in her new day

       Of amplitude, or awe,

       Or first prospective, or the gold

       In using wore away,

       It lay unmentioned, as the sea

       Develops pearl and weed,

       But only to himself is known

       The fathoms they abide.

      XVIII.

       APOTHEOSIS.

       Come slowly, Eden!

       Lips unused to thee,

       Bashful, sip thy jasmines,

       As the fainting bee,

       Reaching late his flower,

       Round her chamber hums,

       Counts his nectars — enters,

       And is lost in balms!

      III. NATURE.

      I.

       New feet within my garden go,

       New fingers stir the sod;

       A troubadour upon the elm

       Betrays the solitude.

       New children play upon the green,

       New weary sleep below;

       And still the pensive spring returns,

       And still the punctual snow!

      II.

       MAY-FLOWER.

       Pink, small, and punctual,

       Aromatic, low,

       Covert in April,

       Candid in May,

       Dear to the moss,

       Known by the knoll,

       Next to the robin

       In every human soul.

       Bold little beauty,

       Bedecked with thee,

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