David Herbert Lawrence (Дэвид Герберт Лоуренс)

Birdcage Walk

When the wind blows her veil
And uncovers her laughter
I cease, I turn pale.
When the wind blows her veil
From the woes I bewail
Of love and hereafter:
When the wind blows her veil
I cease, I turn pale. 

1. We Are Transmitters
2. The Song of a Man Who Has Come through
3. Mating
4. Discord in Childhood
5. Nostalgia

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