Francis Turner Palgrave (Фрэнсис Тернер Палгрев)

Eutopia

THERE is a garden where lilies
    And roses are side by side; 
And all day between them in silence
    The silken butterflies glide.

I may not enter the garden,
    Though I know the road thereto; 
And morn by morn to the gateway
    I see the children go.

They bring back light on their faces;
    But they cannot bring back to me 
What the lilies say to the roses,
    Or the songs of the butterflies be.

1. The Captive Child
2. Paulinus and Edwin
3. The Fugitive King
4. Midnight at Geneva
5. Mount Vernon

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