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Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Lais When Old Lais, when old and all her beauty gone, Lais, the erstwhile courted pleasure queen, Walked homeless through Corinth. One mocked her mien-- One tossed her coins; she took them and passed on. Down by the harbour sloped a terraced lawn, Where fountains played; she paused to view the scene. A marble palace stood in bowers of green. 'Twas here of old she revelled till the dawn. Through yonder portico her lovers came-- Hero and statesman, athlete, merchant, sage; They flung the whole world's treasures at her feet To buy her favour and exalt her shame. . . . . . . She spat upon her dole of coins in rage And faded like a phantom down the street. Ella Wheeler Wilcox's other poems: Распечатать (Print) Количество обращений к стихотворению: 1310 |
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