Edith Nesbit (Эдит Несбит)

Surrender

   OH, the nights were dark and cold,
      When my love was gone.
   And life was hard to hold
      When my love was gone.
   I was wise, I never gave
   What they teach a girl to save,
   But I wished myself his slave
      When my love was gone.

   I was all alone at night
      When my love came home.
   Oh, what thought of wrong or right
      When my love came home?
   I flung the door back wide
   And I pulled my love inside;
   There was no more shame or pride
      When my love came home.

1. Mary of Magdala
2. The Death of Agnes
3. A Tragedy
4. The Home-Coming
5. In Hospital

Emily Dickinson (Эмили Дикинсон) Surrender ("Doubt me, my dim companion!")

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