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Arthur William Symons (Артур Саймонс (Симонс))


Apology


Why is it that I sing no songs of you,
Now, as in those old days I used to do?
I have made many songs, and bitter songs.
Against you, I have done you many wrongs
In verse; and now, when you and I can sit
By the same fire, and looking into it
In silence, dream without unhappiness
Each his own dream in friendly loneliness,
I sing of you no longer. Still I find
Your shadow in all the corners of my mind,
And in my heart find you; but there, alas,
Though I search every cranny where it was,
My art I find not: it is well: my art
Knew only songs for an unquiet heart.



Arthur William Symons's other poems:
  1. Body’s Blood
  2. The Beggars
  3. The Pale Woman
  4. Time and Beauty
  5. To Our Lady of the Seven Sorrows


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

  • Joyce Kilmer (Джойс Килмер) Apology ("(For Eleanor Rogers Cox)")
  • Amy Lowell (Эми Лоуэлл) Apology ("Be not angry with me that I bear")
  • William Williams (Уильям Уильямс) Apology ("Why do I write today?")

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