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. Near Helikon
2. Mt. Lykaion
3. In Ampezzo
4. In a City Garden
5. Live Blindly and Upon the Hour

Alice Bartlett (Элис Бартлетт) Service ("To live, forsworn, upon some starry height")

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