Eleanor Farjeon (Элинор Фарджон)

Mary's Burden

My Baby, my Burden,
Tomorrow the morn
I shall go lighter
And you will be born.

I shall go lighter,
But heavier too
For seeing the burden
That falls upon you.

The burden of love,
The burden of pain,
I'll see you bear both
Among men once again.

Tomorrow you'll bear it
Your burden alone,
Tonight you've no burden
That is not my own

My Baby, my Burden,
Tomorrow the morn
I shall go lighter
And you will be born.

1. Pan-Worship
2. In the Oculist's Anteroom
3. Sonnets. 1. Man Cannot Be a Sophist to His Heart
4. Sonnets. 7. When I see two delay their wings at heaven
5. Two Choruses from “Merlin in Broceliande”

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