Dora Greenwell (Дора Гринвелл)

To a Young Girl

Twelve years before thee through life I must run,
 Dearest! oh, would I might counsel the hours,
Saying, "Keep back your best sunshine for one
 That is coming behind me, and spare her the showers!"

Fain would I stop to remove from thy way
 Stones that have bruised me, and thorns that have grieved;
Set up my errors for waymarks, to say—
 Here I was wounded, ensnared, or deceived!

Vain is my wishing! in lines of our own
 We must traverse the pathway marked out from above;
Life is a sorrowful teacher, alone
 We must learn its deep lessons—unaided by Love.

Yet where I journey waste places among,
 I will scatter a seed by the wayside, and say,
Soft to myself as I hasten along—
 It may be a flower when she cometh this way;"

Yet will I leave thee some token, that there,
 Just where the path looks most rugged and dim,
It haply may cheer thee in meeting with Care,
 To know that thy friend walked before thee with Him!

So for thy loving and trusting and truth,
 Gentle acquittance in part it may be;
Thou who hast shrined me an image of Youth,
 Brighter than ever my youth was to me!

1. Seeking
2. God's Singer
3. When the Night and Morning Meet
4. A Valentine (One said to me)
5. Faint Yet Pursuing

William Yeats (Уильям Йейтс) To a Young Girl ("MY dear, my dear, I know")

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