Dora Sigerson Shorter (Дора Сигерсон Шортер)

An Eclipse

Let there be an end
And all be done;
Pass over, fair eclipse,
That hides the sun.

Dear face that shades the light
And shadows me,
Begone, and give me peace,
And set me free.

1. A Moth
2. The Enemies
3. The Golden Apple
4. A Lost Flower
5. A Recompense

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