Mathilde Blind (Матильда Блайнд)

Delight

FLEETER than a tone scarce born
            That melts away,
Sweeter than a dream of morn
            That shuns the day,
Swifter than a rainbow fading out of sight:
Sucked away as dewdrops by the burning light;
Or like birds or blossoms, takest thou thy flight--
Sunbeam of delight.

1. Song (I am athirst, but not for wine)
2. Apple-Blossom
3. In Spring
4. The Red Sunsets, 1883 (The boding sky was charactered with cloud)
5. The Red Sunsets, 1883 (The twilight heavens are flushed with gathering light)

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