Alan Seeger (Алан Сигер)

Thirty Sonnets. 13. Sonnet 13. I fancied, while you stood conversing there

I fancied, while you stood conversing there,
Superb, in every attitude a queen,
Her ermine thus Boadicea bare,
So moved amid the multitude Faustine.
My life, whose whole religion Beauty is,
Be charged with sin if ever before yours
A lesser feeling crossed my mind than his
Who owning grandeur marvels and adores.
Nay, rather in my dream-world's ivory tower
I made your image the high pearly sill,
And mounting there in many a wistful hour,
Burdened with love, I trembled and was still,
Seeing discovered from that azure height
Remote, untrod horizons of delight.

1. Thirty Sonnets. 24. Coucy
2. On a Theme in the Greek Anthology
3. Thirty Sonnets. 27. Oneata
4. Thirty Sonnets. 12. Sonnet 12. Like as a dryad, from her native bole
5. Thirty Sonnets. 9. Sonnet 9. Amid the florid multitude her face

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