Amy Levy (Эми Леви)

To Death

  (From Lenau)

If within my heart there's mould,
If the flame of Poesy
And the flame of Love grow cold,
Slay my body utterly.

Swiftly, pause not nor delay;
Let not my life's field be spread
With the ash of feelings dead,
Let thy singer soar away.

1. To Vernon Lee
2. In the Nower
3. A London Plane-Tree
4. Borderland
5. Out of Town

Caroline Southey (Кэролайн Саути) To Death ("Come not in terrors clad, to claim")

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