Eugene Gladstone O'Neill (Юджин Глэдстоун О’Нил)

To Winter

 "Blow, blow, thou winter wind."
     Away from here,
 And I shall greet thy passing breath
     Without a tear.

 I do not love thy snow and sleet
     Or icy flows;
 When I must jump or stamp to warm
     My freezing toes.

 For why should I be happy or
     E'en be merry,
 In weather only fitted for
     Cook or Peary.

 My eyes are red, my lips are blue
     My ears frost bitt'n;
 Thy numbing kiss doth e'en extend
     Thro' my mitten.

 I am cold, no matter how I warm
     Or clothe me;
 O Winter, greater bards have sung
     I loathe thee!

1. Even As a Child
2. A Regular Sort of a Guy
3. Villanelle of Ye Young Poet's First Villanelle to His Ladye and Ye Difficulties Thereof
4. It's Great When You Get in
5. The Lay of the Singer's Fall

Claude McKay (Клод Маккей) To Winter ("Stay, season of calm love and soulful snows!")

Тема стихотворения (Poem Theme): Winter (Зима)

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