A Dome of Many-Coloured Glass. Lowell Amy
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Название: A Dome of Many-Coloured Glass

Автор: Lowell Amy

Издательство: Bookwire

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СКАЧАТЬ Fruit Garden Path

       Mirage

       To a Friend

       A Fixed Idea

       Dreams

       Frankincense and Myrrh

       From One Who Stays

       Crepuscule du Matin

       Aftermath

       The End

       The Starling

       Market Day

       Epitaph in a Church-Yard in Charleston, South Carolina

       Francis II, King of Naples

       Written after reading Trevelyan's "Garibaldi and the making of Italy"

       To John Keats

       THE BOSTON ATHENAEUM

       VERSES FOR CHILDREN

       Sea Shell

       Fringed Gentians

       The Painted Ceiling

       The Crescent Moon

       Climbing

       The Trout

       Wind

       The Pleiades

       Table of Contents

       Table of Contents

      Before the Altar, bowed, he stands

       With empty hands;

       Upon it perfumed offerings burn

       Wreathing with smoke the sacrificial urn.

       Not one of all these has he given,

       No flame of his has leapt to Heaven

       Firesouled, vermilion-hearted,

       Forked, and darted,

       Consuming what a few spare pence

       Have cheaply bought, to fling from hence

       In idly-asked petition.

       His sole condition

       Love and poverty.

       And while the moon

       Swings slow across the sky,

       Athwart a waving pine tree,

       And soon

       Tips all the needles there

       With silver sparkles, bitterly

       He gazes, while his soul

       Grows hard with thinking of the poorness of his dole.

       "Shining and distant Goddess, hear my prayer

       Where you swim in the high air!

       With charity look down on me,

       Under this tree,

       Tending the gifts I have not brought,

       The rare and goodly things

       I have not sought.

       Instead, take from me all my life!

       "Upon the wings

       Of shimmering moonbeams

       I pack my poet's dreams

       For you.

       My wearying strife,

       My courage, my loss,

       Into the night I toss

       For you.

       Golden Divinity,

       Deign to look down on me

       Who so unworthily

       Offers to you:

       All life has known,

       Seeds withered unsown,

       Hopes turning quick to fears,

       Laughter which dies in tears.

       The shredded remnant of a man

       Is all the span

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