Alan Seeger (Алан Сигер)

Thirty Sonnets. 27. Oneata

A hilltop sought by every soothing breeze
That loves the melody of murmuring boughs,
Cool shades, green acreage, and antique house
Fronting the ocean and the dawn; than these
Old monks built never for the spirit's ease
Cloisters more calm--not Cluny nor Clairvaux;
Sweet are the noises from the bay below,
And cuckoos calling in the tulip-trees.
Here, a yet empty suitor in thy train,
Beloved Poesy, great joy was mine
To while a listless spell of summer days,
Happier than hoarder in each evening's gain,
When evenings found me richer by one line,
One verse well turned, or serviceable phrase.

1. Thirty Sonnets. 26. The Old Lowe House, Staten Island
2. Thirty Sonnets. 10. Sonnet 10. A splendor, flamelike, born to be pursued
3. Thirty Sonnets. 13. Sonnet 13. I fancied, while you stood conversing there
4. Thirty Sonnets. 21. Virginibus Puerisque
5. Thirty Sonnets. 3. Sonnet 3. There was a youth around whose early way

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