William Ernest Henley (Уильям Эрнст Хенли)

Echoes. 20. The Surges Gushed and Sounded

The surges gushed and sounded,
   The blue was the blue of June,
And low above the brightening east
   Floated a shred of moon.

The woods were black and solemn,
   The night winds large and free,
And in your thought a blessing seemed
   To fall on land and sea.

1. Echoes. 12. To Me at My Fifth-Floor Window
2. Echoes. 15. There Is a Wheel Inside My Head
3. Rhymes and Rhythms. Prologue
4. Rhymes and Rhythms. 20. The Shadow of Dawn
5. In Hospital. 8. Staff-Nurse: Old Style

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Количество обращений к стихотворению: 1932

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