Amy Levy (Эми Леви)

In the Nower

To J. De P.


Deep in the grass outstretched I lie,
Motionless on the hill;
Above me is a cloudless sky,
Around me all is still:

There is no breath, no sound, no stir,
The drowsy peace to break:
I close my tired eyes--it were
So simple not to wake.

1. Christopher Found
2. A June-Tide Echo
3. Ralph to Mary
4. The First Extra
5. To Vernon Lee

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