Walter Savage Landor (Уолтер Сэвидж Лэндор)

The Lover

Now thou art gone, tho' not gone far,
  It seems that there are worlds between us;
Shine here again, thou wandering star!
  Earth's planet! and return with Venus.

At times thou broughtest me thy light
  When restless sleep had gone away;
At other times more blessed night
  Stole over, and prolonged thy stay.

1. Past Ruin'd Ilion Helen Lives
2. Of Clementina
3. Rose Aylmer
4. With Rosy Hand a Little Girl Prest Down
5. Leaf after Leaf Drops off, Flower after Flower

Dora Sigerson Shorter (Дора Сигерсон Шортер) The Lover ("I go through wet spring woods alone")

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