Lascelles Abercrombie (Ласкеллес Аберкромби)

Hope and Despair

SAID God, "You sisters, ere ye go
Down among men, my work to do,
I will on each a badge bestow:
Hope I love best, and gold for her,
Yet a silver glory for Despair,
For she is my angel too."

Then like a queen, Despair
Put on the stars to wear.
But Hope took ears of corn, and round
Her temples in a wreath them bound.--
Which think ye lookt the more fair?

1. Song from Judith
2. Margaret's Song
3. The Stream’s Song
4. Hymn to Love
5. Roses Can Wound

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