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William Allingham (Вильям Аллингам)


On a Forenoon of Spring


I'm glad I am alive, to see and feel
The full deliciousness of this bright day,
That's like a heart with nothing to conceal;
The young leaves scarcely trembling; the blue-grey
Rimming the cloudless ether far away;
Brairds, hedges, shadows; mountains that reveal
Soft sapphire; this great floor of polished steel
Spread out amidst the landmarks of the bay.

I stoop in sunshine to our circling net
From the black gunwale; tend these milky kine
Up their rough path; sit by yon cottage-door
Plying the diligent thread; take wings and soar--
O hark how with the season's laureate
Joy culminates in song! If such a song were mine! 



William Allingham's other poems:
  1. To the Castle of Donegal
  2. The Emigrant’s Adieu to Ballyshannon
  3. In Highgate Cemetery
  4. Adieu to Belshanny
  5. Half-Waking


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