Alan Seeger (Алан Сигер)

Vivien

Her eyes under their lashes were blue pools
Fringed round with lilies; her bright hair unfurled
Clothed her as sunshine clothes the summer world.
Her robes were gauzes -- gold and green and gules,
All furry things flocked round her, from her hand
Nibbling their foods and fawning at her feet.
Two peacocks watched her where she made her seat
Beside a fountain in Broceliande.
Sometimes she sang... Whoever heard forgot
Errand and aim, and knights at noontide here,
Riding from fabulous gestes beyond the seas,
Would follow, tranced, and seek... and find her not ...
But wake that night, lost, by some woodland mere,
Powdered with stars and rimmed with silent trees.

1. Sonnet 12. Down the strait vistas where a city street
2. Sonnet 10. A splendor, flamelike, born to be pursued
3. Coucy
4. On a Theme in the Greek Anthology
5. Sonnet 8. Oh, love of woman, you are known to be

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