Henry Austin Dobson (Генри Остин Добсон)

Rose Leaves

I intended an Ode,
And it turned to a Sonnet.
It began à la mode,
I intended an Ode;
But Rose cross'd the road
In her latest new bonnet; I intended an Ode;
And it turned to a Sonnet.

1. For a Copy of Theocritus
2. On the Future of Poetry
3. Incognita
4. Ars Victrix
5. The Forgotten Grave

Robert Service (Роберт Сервис) Rose Leaves ("When they shall close my careless eyes")

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