Edith Nesbit (Эдит Несбит)

Chloe

NIGHT wind sighing through the poplar leaves,
Trembling of the aspen, shivering of the willow,
Every leafy voice of all the night-time grieves,
Mourning, weeping over Chloe's pillow.

Chloe, fresher than the breeze of dawn,
Fairer than the larches in their young spring glory,
Brighter than the glow-worms on the dewy lawn,
Hear the dirge the green trees sing to end your story:--

"Chloe lived and Chloe loved: she brought new gladness,
Hope and life and all things good to all who met her;
Only, dying, wept to know the lifelong sadness
Willed, against her will, to those who can't forget her."

1. To One Who Pleaded for Candour in Love
2. Love and Knowledge
3. The Eternal
4. A Last Appeal
5. The Kiss

Henry Lansdowne (Генри Ланздаун) Chloe ("Bright as the day, and like the morning fair")

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