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Dinah Maria Craik (Дина Мария Крейк)


Too Late


Could ye come back to me, Douglas, Douglas,
In the old likeness that I knew,
I would be so faithful, so loving, Douglas,
Douglas, Douglas, tender and true.
Never a scornful word should grieve ye,
I’d smile on ye sweet as the angels do:
Sweet as your smile on me shone ever,
Douglas, Douglas, tender and true.
Oh, to call back the days that are not!
My eyes were blinded, your words were few:
Do you know the truth now, up in heaven,
Douglas, Douglas, tender and true?
I never was worthy of you, Douglas;
Not half worthy the like of you:
Now all men beside seem to me like shadows -
I love you, Douglas, tender and true.
Stretch out your hand to me, Douglas, Douglas,
Drop forgiveness from heaven like dew;
As I lay my heart on your dead heart, Douglas,
Douglas, Douglas, tender and true!



Dinah Maria Craik's other poems:
  1. “Philip, My King”
  2. My Love Annie
  3. Cathair Fhargus
  4. Rothesay Bay
  5. A German Student’s Funeral Hymn


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

  • Matthew Arnold (Мэтью Арнольд) Too Late ("Each on his own strict line we move")
  • Alfred Austin (Альфред Остин) Too Late ("Had you but shown me living what you show")

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