William Ernest Henley (Уильям Эрнст Хенли)

Echoes. 44. If It Should Come to Be

If it should come to be,
This proof of you and me,
      This type and sign
Of hours that smiled and shone,
And yet seemed dead and gone
      As old-world wine:

Of Them Within the Gate
Ask we no richer fate,
      No boon above,
For girl child or for boy,
My gift of life and joy,
      Your gift of love.

1. Rhymes and Rhythms. 13. Under a Stagnant Sky
2. Rhymes and Rhythms. 23. Here They Trysted, Here They Strayed
3. Rhymes and Rhythms. Epilogue
4. Attadale, West Highlands
5. Echoes. 15. There Is a Wheel Inside My Head

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