William Cowper (Уильям Купер)

By Callimachus

At morn we placed on his funeral bier
Young Melanippus; and, at eventide,
Unable to sustain a loss so dear,
By her own hand his blooming sister died.
Thus Aristippus mourn'd his noble race,
Annihilated by a double blow,
Nor son could hope nor daughter more to embrace
And all Cyrene sadden'd at his woe. 

1. I Will Praise the Lord at All Times
2. The Cantab
3. To The Rev. Mr. Newton
4. The Doves
5. By Philemon

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Количество обращений к стихотворению: 1777

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