John Vance Cheney (Джон Ванс Чини)

Look up

ENOUGH of sweet and fair
Hovers for hope to see;
Enough for hope is the summer air,
The song in the summer tree.

Fair things in plenty spread,
They fill faith’s quiet eye;
The heart that hungers and is fed
Fears not the by-and-by.

Fixed be the upward gaze,
The lifted eyes of trust;
The green looks up from the April ways,
The daisy from the dust.

1. Coyote
2. Somewhere
3. At a Grave
4. One
5. Wherever a Green Blade Looks up

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