Francis Turner Palgrave (Фрэнсис Тернер Палгрев)

Eutopia

THERE is a garden where lilies
    And roses are side by side; 
And all day between them in silence
    The silken butterflies glide.

I may not enter the garden,
    Though I know the road thereto; 
And morn by morn to the gateway
    I see the children go.

They bring back light on their faces;
    But they cannot bring back to me 
What the lilies say to the roses,
    Or the songs of the butterflies be.

1. A Night Journey
2. Elizabeth at Tilbury
3. Edith of England
4. In the Valley of the Grande Chartreuse
5. A Home in the Palace

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