Eleanor Farjeon (Элинор Фарджон)

Dream-Ships

I set my dream-ships floating
Upon the tides of sleep.
Beneath whose moving waters
Unfathomed currents creep;

And one was made of roses
With flowering mast and spars,
And one was made of music,
And one was made of stars:

One was all joy and sorrow
Made from my own heart-strings,
And one was like a cradle
With sails like angels' wings.

O little ships that wander
All lonely on the deep,
And only come to haven
Upon the tides of sleep.

1. Sonnets. 12. I hear love answer: Since within the mesh
2. The Maid's Idyll
3. Three Miles to Penn
4. Poplars at Night
5. Never-Known

Распечатать (To print)

Количество обращений к стихотворению: 2014

Последние стихотворения

To English version