Clinton Scollard (Клинтон Сколлард)

Dusk

Her feet along the dewy hills
    Are lighter than blown thistledown;
She bears the glamour of one star
    Upon her violet crown

With her soft touch of mothering,
    How soothing to the sense she seems!
She holds within her gentle hand
    The quiet gift of dreams.

1. The Tides
2. A Sea Rover
3. The Spectral Rowers
4. Night by the Sea
5. Dawn in the Desert

George Russell (Джордж Расселл) Dusk ("DUSK wraps the village in its dim caress")

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