Trumbull Stickney (Трамбэлл Стикни)

Service

Chide me not, darling, that I sing
Familiar thoughts and metres old:
Nay, do not scold
My spirit’s childish uttering.

I know not why ’t is that or this
I murmur to you thus or so:
Only I know
It throbs across my silences,

It blows over my heart,—a long
Infinite wind, again, again!
Again! and then
My life kneels down into a song.

1. And, the Last Day Being Come
2. I Hear a River thro' the Valley Wander
3. Leave Him Now Quiet by the Way
4. The Melancholy Year Is Dead with Rain
5. Be Still. The Hanging Gardens Were a Dream

Edgar Guest (Эдгар Гест) Service ("You never hear the robins brag about the sweetness of their song")

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