Bliss Carman (Блисс Кармен)

Lament

When you hear the white-throat pealing
From a tree-top far away,
And the hills are touched with purple
At the borders of the day;

When the redwing sounds his whistle
At the coming on of spring,
And the joyous April pipers
Make the alder marshes ring;

When the wild new breath of being
Whispers to the world once more,
And before the shrine of beauty
Every spirit must adore;

When long thoughts come back with twilight,
And a tender deepened mood
Shows the eyes of the beloved
Like the hepaticas in the wood;

Ah, remember, when to nothing
Save to love your heart gives heed,
And spring takes you to her bosom,—
So it was with Golden Weed!

1. I Loved Thee, Atthis, in the Long Ago
2. A Creature Catechism
3. Triumphalis
4. The Winter Scene
5. The Tent of Noon

Dylan Thomas (Дилан Томас) Lament ("When I was a windy boy and a bit")

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