Alexander Lawrence Posey (Александр Лоуренс Поузи)

My Fancy

Why do trees along the river
     Lean so far out o’er the tide?
Very wise men tell me why, but
    I am never satisfied;
And so I keep my fancy still,
    That trees lean out to save
The drowning from the clutches of
    The cold, remorseless wave.

1. Mother and Baby
2. Nightfall
3. Song of the Oktahutchee
4. On Viewing the Skull and Bones of a Wolf
5. To My Wife

Lewis Carroll (Льюис Кэрролл) My Fancy ("I painted her a gushing thing")

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Количество обращений к стихотворению: 1795

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