William Wordsworth (Уильям Вордсворт)

Admonition

WELL may'st thou halt—and gaze with brightening eye!
The lovely Cottage in the guardian nook
Hath stirred thee deeply; with its own dear brook,
Its own small pasture, almost its own sky!
But covet not the Abode;—forbear to sigh,
As many do, repining while they look;
Intruders—who would tear from Nature's book
This precious leaf, with harsh impiety.
Think what the home must be if it were thine,
Even thine, though few thy wants!—Roof, window, door,      
The very flowers are sacred to the Poor,
The roses to the porch which they entwine:
Yea, all, that now enchants thee, from the day
On which it should be touched, would melt away.

1. The Two April Mornings
2. Brook! Whose Society the Poet Seeks
3. A Poet's Epitaph
4. Ode Composed on a May Morning
5. Memory

Sylvia Plath (Сильвия Плат) Admonition ("If you dissect a bird")

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