Henry Van Dyke (Генри Ван Дайк)

To Julia Marlowe

Long had I loved this ”Attic shape,” the brede 
Of marble maidens round this urn divine:
But when your golden voice began to read,
The empty urn was filled with Chian wine.

1. The Wind of Sorrow
2. The Hermit Thrush
3. The Sun-Dial at Wells College
4. Dulcis Memoria
5. The Gentle Traveller

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