Emily Pauline Johnson (Эмили Полин Джонсон)

A Prodigal

    My heart forgot its God for love of you,
        And you forgot me, other loves to learn;
    Now through a wilderness of thorn and rue
        Back to my God I turn.

    And just because my God forgets the past,
        And in forgetting does not ask to know
    Why I once left His arms for yours, at last
        Back to my God I go.

1. Where Leaps the Ste. Marie
2. The King's Consort
3. Wave-Won
4. The City and the Sea
5. Low Tide at St. Andrews

Elizabeth Bishop (Элизабет Бишоп) A Prodigal ("The brown enormous odor he lived by")

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