Edmund William Gosse (Эдмунд Госс)

At the Play

Dora seated at the play
⁠     Weeps to see the hero perish, —
Hero of a Dresden day,
     ⁠Fit for china nymphs to cherish;
O that Dora's heart would be
Half so soft and warm for me!

When the flaring lights are out
⁠     His heroic deeds are over,
Gone his splendid strut and shout,
⁠     Gone his raptures of a lover,
While my humdrum heart you'd find
True, though out of sight and mind. 

1. The Mænad's Grave
2. With a Copy of Herrick
3. Alere Flammam
4. Dedication to Austin Dobson
5. The Bath

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Количество обращений к стихотворению: 1930

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