William Wordsworth (Уильям Вордсворт)

The Sparrow's Nest

Behold, within the leafy shade,
Those bright blue eggs together laid!
On me the chance-discovered sight
Gleamed like a vision of delight.—
I started—seeming to espy
The home and sheltered bed,—
The Sparrow's dwelling, which, hard by
My Father's House, in wet or dry,
My Sister Emmeline and I
           Together visited.
She looked at it as if she feared it;
Still wishing, dreading to be near it:
Such heart was in her, being then
A little Prattler among men.
The Blessing of my later years
Was with me when a Boy:
She gave me eyes, she gave me ears;
And humble cares, and delicate fears;
A heart, the fountain of sweet tears;
           And love, and thought, and joy.

1. 'Tis Said, That Some Have Died for Love
2. Louisa
3. Strange Fits of Passion
4. Ellen Irwin, Or the Braes of Kirtle
5. Отголоски бессмертия • Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood

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