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Sara Teasdale (Сара Тисдейл)


The Fountain


OH in the deep blue night
    The fountain sang alone; 
It sang to the drowsy heart
    Of a satyr carved in stone.

The fountain sang and sang
    But the satyr never stirred-- 
Only the great white moon
    In the empty heaven heard.

The fountain sang and sang
    And on the marble rim 
The milk-white peacocks slept,
    Their dreams were strange and dim.

Bright dew was on the grass,
    And on the ilex dew, 
The dreamy milk-white birds
    Were all a-glisten too.

The fountain sang and sang
    The things one cannot tell, 
The dreaming peacocks stirred
    And the gleaming dew-drops fell.



Sara Teasdale's other poems:
  1. The Broken Field
  2. In the Metropolitan Museum
  3. Night Song of Amalfi
  4. Two Songs for Solitude
  5. Doctors


Poems of other poets with the same name (Стихотворения других поэтов с таким же названием):

  • Joanna Baillie (Джоанна Бейли) The Fountain ("IT was a well")
  • Clinton Scollard (Клинтон Сколлард) The Fountain ("A Triton, drowsy as the god of Sleep")

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