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Abbie Farwell Brown (Эбби Фаруэлл Браун)


Rosemary


THERE was a long path through the fern,—
O Rosemary, dost thou not know?
A silver maple at the turn,
A little gate below.
There was a youth, there was a maid,
She in the light, he in the shade,
When all the world was fair to see,—
O Rosemary, O Rosemary!

There was a briar by the wall,—
O Rosemary, hast thou forgot?
A slender, tender hand and small,
Stained with a crimson spot.
There was a little cry of pain,
Two heads bent low, then raised again;
And all the sun seemed poured on me,—
O Rosemary, O Rosemary!

There came a sail upon the bay,—
O Rosemary, didst thou foreknow?
Two blue eyes wandered far away,
Two cheeks were all aglow:—
A sail which neared and grew until
It cast a heart in shadow chill;
When someone's ship came in from sea,—
O Rosemary, O Rosemary!



Abbie Farwell Brown's other poems:
  1. The Tryst
  2. The Indian Springs
  3. I Did Not Know
  4. Friends
  5. The Haunted House


Poems of another poets with the same name (Стихотворения других поэтов с таким же названием):

  • Edmund Gosse (Эдмунд Госс) Rosemary ("GREEN bud-stars spangle")
  • Edna Millay (Эдна Миллей) Rosemary ("For the sake of some things")

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