Edna St. Vincent Millay (Эдна Сент-Винсент Миллей)

To the Not Impossible Him

How shall I know, unless I go
To Cairo and Cathay,
Whether or not this blessed spot
Is blest in every way?

Now it may be, the flower for me
Is this beneath my nose:
How shall I tell, unless I smell
The Carthaginian rose?

The fabric of my faithful love
No power shall dim or ravel
Whilst I stay here,—but oh, my dear,
If I should ever travel!

1. The Snow Storm
2. Scrub
3. To S. M.
4. Fontaine, Je Ne Boirai Pas De Ton Eau!
5. Sweet Love, Sweet Thorn, When Lightly To My Heart

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