Christopher Morley (Кристофер Морли)

A Charm

               For Our New Fireplace,
               To Stop Its Smoking


O wood, burn bright; O flame, be quick;
O smoke, draw cleanly up the flue—
My lady chose your every brick
And sets her dearest hopes on you!

Logs cannot burn, nor tea be sweet,
Nor white bread turn to crispy toast,
Until the charm be made complete
By love, to lay the sooty ghost.

And then, dear books, dear waiting chairs,
Dear china and mahogany,
Draw close, for on the happy stairs
My brown-eyed girl comes down for tea! 

1. Reading Aloud
2. The Old Swimmer
3. Do You Ever Feel Like God?
4. Mar Quong, Chinese Laundryman
5. To the Little House

Rudyard Kipling (Редьярд Киплинг) A Charm ("Take of English earth as much")

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