Henry David Thoreau (Генри Дэвид Торо)

Smoke

Light-winged smoke, Icarian bird,
Melting thy pinions in thy upward flight,
Lark without song, and messenger of dawn,
Circling above the hamlets as thy nest;
Or else, departing dream, and shadowy form
Of midnight vision, gathering up thy skirts;
By night star-veiling, and by day
Darkening the light blotting out the sun;
Go thou my incense upward from this hearth,
And ask the Gods to pardon this clear flame.

1. Sic Vita
2. Nature
3. The Atlantides
4. Inspiration
5. Friendship

Ella Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Smoke ("Last summer, lazing by the sea")

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