Robert Browning (Роберт Браунинг)

Home-Thoughts, from the Sea

Nobly, nobly Cape Saint Vincent to the North-West died away;
Sunset ran, one glorious blood-red, reeking into Cadiz Bay;
Bluish 'mid the burning water, full in face Trafalgar lay;
In the dimmest North-East distance, dawned Gibraltar grand and gray;
"Here and here did England help me: how can I help England?"—say,
Whoso turns as I, this evening, turn to God to praise and pray,
While Jove's planet rises yonder, silent over Africa.

1. Up at a Villa-Down in the City
2. Earth's Immortalities
3. Protus
4. To Edward Fitzgerald
5. Cleon

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