Algernon Charles Swinburne (Алджернон Чарльз Суинбёрн)

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Fly, white butterflies, out to sea,
Frail pale wings for the winds to try,
Small white wings that we scarce can see
Fly.

Here and there may a chance-caught eye
Note in a score of you twain or three
Brighter or darker of tinge or dye.

Some fly light as a laugh of glee,
Some fly soft as a low long sigh:
All to the haven where each would be
Fly. 

1. The Roundel
2. The Way of the Wind
3. Sonnet for a Picture
4. Before Sunset
5. Time and Life

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Количество обращений к стихотворению: 1892

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