Фрэнсис Уильям Бурдильон (Francis William Bourdillon)




Текст оригинала на английском языке

The Heart Cry


She turned the page of wounds and death
With trembling fingers. In a breath
The gladness of her life became
Naught but a memory and a name.

Farewell! Farewell! I might not share
The perils it was yours to dare.
Dauntless you fronted death: for me
Rests to face life as fearlessly.





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