Joseph Rodman Drake (Джозеф Родман Дрейк)

To Eva

A beam upon the myrtle fell
   From dewy evening’s purest sky,
’Twas like the glance I love so well,
   Dear Eva, from thy moonlight eye.

I looked around the summer grove,
   On every tree its lustre shone;
For all had felt that look of love
   The silly myrtle deemed its own.

Eva! behold thine image there,
   As fair, as false thy glances fall;
But who the worthless smile would share
   That sheds its light alike on all.

1. To Sarah
2. Lines Written on Leaving New Rochelle
3. Song (Oh the Tear is in my Eye, and my Heart it is Breaking)
4. Lines to a Lady, on Hearing Her Sing “Cushlamachree”
5. Song (’Tis not the beam of her bright blue eye)

Ralph Emerson (Ральф Эмерсон) To Eva ("O fair and stately maid, whose eyes")

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