Christina Georgina Rossetti (Кристина Джорджина Россетти)

A Dirge

Why were you born when the snow was falling?
You should have come to the cuckoo's calling,
Or when grapes are green in the cluster,
Or, at least, when lithe swallows muster
  For their far off flying
  From summer dying.

Why did you die when the lambs were cropping?
You should have died at the apples' dropping,
When the grasshopper comes to trouble,
And the wheat-fields are sodden stubble,
  And all winds go sighing
  For sweet things dying.

1. Confluents
2. Noble Sisters
3. At Home
4. Love from the North
5. The Lambs of Grasmere, 1860

Thomas Parsons (Томас Парсонс) A Dirge ("Slowly tread, and gently bear")

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