Henry Cuyler Bunner (Генри Куйлер Баннер)

Feminine

SHE might have known it in the earlier Spring,--
  That all my heart with vague desire was stirred;
And, ere the Summer winds had taken wing,
  I told her; but she smiled and said no word.

The Autumn's eager hand his red gold grasped,
  And she was silent; till from skies grown drear
Fell soft one fine, first snow-flake, and she clasped
  My neck and cried, "Love, we have lost a year!" 

1. For an Old Poet
2. Farewell to Salvini
3. Janiveer in March
4. Shriven
5. Deaf

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