Ernest Christopher Dowson (Эрнест Кристофер Доусон)

Wisdom

Love wine and beauty and the spring,
While wine is red and spring is here,
And through the almond blossoms ring
The dove-like voices of thy Dear.

Love wine and spring and beauty while
The wine hath flavour and spring masks
Her treachery in so soft a smile
That none may think of toil and tasks.

But when spring goes on hurrying feet,
Look not thy sorrow in the eyes,
And bless thy freedom from thy sweet:
This is the wisdom of the wise. 

1. Даме, задающей глупые вопросы • To a Lady Asking Foolish Questions
2. On the Birth of a Friend's Child
3. Villanelle of Sunset
4. Ad Manus Puellae
5. Quid Non Supremus, Amantes?

Sara Teasdale (Сара Тисдейл) Wisdom ("WHEN I have ceased to break my wings")

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