Duncan Campbell Scott (Дункан Кэмпбелл Скотт)

Ecstasy

The shore-lark soars to his topmost flight,
  Sings at the height where morning springs,
What though his voice be lost in the light,
  The light comes dropping from his wings.

Mount, my soul, and sing at the height
  Of thy clear flight in the light and the air,
Heard or unheard in the night in the light
  Sing there! Sing there!

1. At Les Eboulements
2. An Impromptu
3. The River Town
4. Meditation at Perugia
5. The November Pansy

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