Embers, Complete. Gilbert Parker
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Название: Embers, Complete

Автор: Gilbert Parker

Издательство: Bookwire

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isbn: 4064066214296

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СКАЧАТЬ and straight as a spear,

       And it’s keen as the frost when the summer-time dies,

       That we rode to the glen, and with never a fear.

       And it’s hey for the hedge, and it’s hey for the wall,

       And it’s over the stream with an echoing cry;

       And there’s three fled for ever from old Donegal,

       And there’s two that have shown how bold Irishmen die!

       For it’s rest when the gallop is over, my men,

       And it’s here’s to the lads that have ridden their last;

       And it’s here’s to the lasses we leave in the glen,

       With a smile for the future, a sigh for the past!

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      Give, me the light heart, Heaven above!

       Give me the hand of a friend,

       Give me one high fine spirit to love,

       I’ll abide my fate to the end:

       I will help where I can, I will cherish my own,

       Nor walk the steep way of the world alone.

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      “Where shall we betake us when the day’s work is over?

       (Ah, red is the rose-bush in the lane.)

       Happy is the maid that knows the footstep of her lover—

       (Sing the song, the Eden song, again.)

       Who shall listen to us when black sorrow comes a-reaping?

       (See the young lark falling from the sky.)

       Happy is the man that has a true heart in his keeping—

       True hearts flourish when the roses die.”

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      Oh, we have been a-maying, dear, beyond the city gates,

       The little city set upon a hill;

       And we have seen the jocund smile upon the lips of Fate,

       And we have known the splendours of our will.

       Oh, we have wandered far, my dear, and we have loved apace;

       A little hut we built upon the sand,

       The sun without to lighten it, within, your golden face—

       O happy dream, O happy No Man’s Land!

       The pleasant furniture of spring was set in all the fields,

       And gay and wholesome were the herbs and flowers;

       Our simple cloth of love was spread with all that nature yields,

       And frugal only were the passing hours.

       Oh, we have been a-maying, dear, we’ve left the world behind,

       We’ve sung and danced and gossiped as we strayed;

       And when within our little but your fingers draw the blind,

       We’ll loiter by the fire that love has made.

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      Through the round window above, the deep palpable blue,

       The wan bright moon, and the sweet stinging breath of the sea;

       And below, in the shadows, thine eyes like stars,

       And Love brooding low, and the warm white glory of thee.

       Oh, soft was the song in my soul, and soft beyond thought

       were thy lips,

       And thou wert mine own, and Eden reconquered was mine

       And the way that I go is the way of thy feet, and the breath

       that I breathe,

       It hath being from thee and life from the life that is thine!

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      Your voice I knew, its cadences and thrill;

       It stilled the tumult and the overthrow

       When Athens trembled to the people’s will;

       I knew it—’twas a thousand years ago.

       I see the fountains, and the gardens where

       You sang the fury from the Satrap’s brow;

       I feel the quiver in the raptured air,

       I heard it in the Athenian grove—I hear you now.

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