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Arthur Davison Ficke (Артур Дэвисон Фикке) * * * Like him whose spirit in the blaze of noon Still keeps the memory of one secret star That in the dusk of a remembered June Thrilled the strange hour with beauty from afar— And perilous spells of twilight snare his heart, And wistful moods his common thoughts subdue, And life seethes by him utterly apart— Last night I dreamed, today I dream, of you. Gleams downward strike; bright bubbles upward hover Through the charmed air; far sea-winds cool my brow. Invisible lips tell me I shall discover Today a temple, a mystery, a vow . . . The cycle rounds: only the false seems true. Last night I dreamed, today I dream, of you. Arthur Davison Ficke's other poems: Распечатать (Print) Количество обращений к стихотворению: 1194 |
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