Robert Laurence Binyon (Роберт Лоренс Биньон)

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No more now with jealous complaining
Shall you be vext; nor I with fears
Torture my heart: my heart is secure now,
And laughs at follies of former tears.
No more now with the endless paining
Of idle desires shall Day distress;
Nor Night, from passionate envy pure now,
With insupportable loneliness.
Truth and Trust so sweetly possess
My fortress of peace, no more to be shaken;
From dreams of joy to joy I awaken
And wander in fields of happiness.
Foolish once, now I'll be wise,
And live in the light of your trusting eyes.

1. Бельгийскому народу • To the Belgians
2. In Memory of George Calderon
3. The Zeppelin
4. Kitchener
5. The Anvil

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