Edward Rowland Sill (Эдвард Роулэнд Силл)

Moods

DAWN has blossomed: the sun is nigh:
Pearl and rose in the wimpled sky,
Rose and pearl on a brightening blue:
(She is true, and she is true!)

The noonday lies all warm and still
And calm, and over sleeping hill
And wheatfields fails a dreamy hue:
(If she be true— if she be true!)

The patient evening comes, most sad and fair:
Veiled are the stars: the dim and quiet air
Breathes bitter scents of hidden myrrh and rue:
(If she were true—if she were only true!)

1. Among the Redwoods
2. Lost Love
3. The Coup De Grace
4. The Mystery
5. Reproof of Love

Sara Teasdale (Сара Тисдейл) Moods ("I am the still rain falling")

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