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Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) After (Over the din of battle) Over the din of battle, Over the cannons’ rattle, Over the strident voices of men and their dying groans, I hear the falling of thrones. Out of the wild disorder That spreads from border to border, I see a new world rising from ashes of ancient towns; And the rulers wear no crowns. Over the blood-charged water, Over the fields of slaughter, Down to the hidden vaults of Time, where lie the worn-out things, I see the passing of kings. Ella Wheeler Wilcox's other poems: Распечатать (Print) Количество обращений к стихотворению: 1261 |
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