Archibald Lampman (Арчибальд Лэмпмен)

Unrest

All day upon the garden bright
  The sun shines strong,
But in my heart there is no light,
  Or any song.

Voices of merry life go by,
  Adown the street;
But I am weary of the cry
  And drift of feet.

With all dear things that ought to please
  The hours are blessed,
And yet my soul is ill at ease,
  And cannot rest.

Strange spirit, leave me not too long,
  Nor stint to give,
For if my soul have no sweet song,
  It cannot live.

1. Winter Hues Recalled
2. Song of the Stream-Drops
3. Between the Rapids
4. New Year's Eve
5. Storm

Ella Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Unrest ("In the youth of the year, when the birds were building")

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