William Ernest Henley (Уильям Эрнст Хенли)

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Beside the idle summer sea
And in the vacant summer days,
Light Love came fluting down the ways,
Where you were loitering with me.

Who has not welcomed, even as we,
That jocund minstrel and his lays
Beside the idle summer sea
And in the vacant summer days?

We listened, we were fancy-free;
And lo! in terror and amaze
We stood alone—alone at gaze
With an implacable memory
Beside the idle summer sea.

1. In Hospital. 8. Staff-Nurse: Old Style
2. London Voluntaries. 4. Largo e Mesto
3. Echoes. 27. She Sauntered by the Swinging Seas
4. Rhymes and Rhythms. 23. Here They Trysted, Here They Strayed
5. In the Dials

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