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Elinor Wylie (Элинор Уайли)


Parting Gift


I cannot give you the Metropolitan Tower;
I cannot give you heaven;
Nor the nine Visigoth crowns in the Cluny Museum;
Nor happiness, even.
But I can give you a very small purse
Made out of field-mouse skin,
With a painted picture of the universe
And seven blue tears therein.

I cannot give you the Island of Capri;
I cannot give you beauty;
Nor bake you marvellous crusty cherry pies
With love and duty.
But I can give you a  very little locket
Made out of wildcat hide:
Put it in your left-hand pocket
And never look inside.



Elinor Wylie's other poems:
  1. Primavera in the North
  2. Address to My Soul
  3. Poor Earth
  4. Venetian Interior
  5. Madman’s Song


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