Текст оригинала на английском языке Withdrawal, J.G.W. September 7, 1892 WAS it thy step on the mountain-side? Was it thy voice in the air? — Strange beauty illumined the landscape wide; The world lay in heaven-light there. And a whisper, a breath, through my trouble went; — Did a soul speak, passing by? — "Ah, see how the heights and the levels are blent, How the peaks are dissolved in the sky! "One tender suffusion of splendor is this, — Blue summits and meadows green! So peaceful, so soft the withdrawal is Of a life into Light unseen." — Thy spirit was passing — I knew it not — Beyond the light of the sun! And the world thou hast left has a radiance caught From the glory that thou hast won. And my soul arises and follows thine Up the luminous heavenward slope; For thy beautiful footprints make earth divine With the glow of a deathless hope. |
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