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Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Sonnets of Sorrow. 22. Wild sorrow in my bosom has been raging Wild sorrow in my bosom has been raging Wild war has torn the earth and stained the water. From homes of peace have men gone forth engaging In bitter conflict and in bloody slaughter. Women have sent their loved ones out, believing The way was shown them by God's pointing finger; They smiled farewell and hid all signs of grieving, And sped the footsteps that were fain to linger. For you, beloved, to whom God has beckoned, What have I done to help you find the road? With my own anguish only have I reckoned On your dear spirit have I placed my load. Now will I lift and bear it to the end Unto your Father's place ascend, ascend. Ella Wheeler Wilcox's other poems: Распечатать (Print) Количество обращений к стихотворению: 1279 |
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