Edwin Arnold (Эдвин Арнольд)

Destiny

Somewhere there waiteth in this world of ours
For one lone soul another lonely soul
Each choosing each through all the weary hours
And meeting strangely at one sudden goal.
Then blend they, like green leaves with golden flowers,
Into one beautiful and perfect whole;
And life's long night is ended, and the way
Lies open onward to eternal day. 

1. With a Bracelet in the Form of a Snake
2. The Division of Poland
3. The Rhine and The Moselle
4. The Alchemist
5. The Falcon-Feast

Emma Lazarus (Эмма Лазарус) Destiny ("Paris, from throats of iron, silver, brass")

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