John Vance Cheney (Джон Ванс Чини)

Tears

Not in the time of pleasure
Hope doth set her bow;
But in the sky of sorrow,
Over the vale of woe.

Through gloom and shadow look we
On beyond the years!
The soul would have no rainbow
Had the eyes no tears.

1. At a Grave
2. Coyote
3. Lincoln
4. Every One to His Own Way
5. One

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